Lirama

Yeah, yeah.. haha yeah!
(turn up my headphones...)
All my gangster niggers is in the building on this one!
You know! Yeah yeah ya know
It's real!! Hussein what's happenin' nigger?
I see you, right Shadow what's poppin' BLAT!
Haha haha, yeah my nigger O-1 in the motherfucking house
Jody in the house (Jody Mack!)
My nigger Cadillac, Gotti what up
Blackchild what up
I'd like to welcome all my niggers
To the world famous Murder Inc. Show
Big shout to all my Queens niggers in Staten Island
Niggers in Uptown, niggers in Brooklyn niggers
All my Bronx niggers yeah, all my Jersey niggers! you know?
We doing it real big right here! all my money niggers
This shit commentated on the one's and two's!
They call me the Mighty Rule! how ya living?
This real shit we talking
I wanna ask all my gangster niggers a real question (holler back)
What do you do - when niggers spit at you?!

refrain:
Clap back, we gonna clap back
We gonna clap back, we gonna clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggers!)
We gonna clap back, we gonna clap back
We gonna clap back, we gonna clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggers)
We gonna clap back, we gonna clap back
We gonna clap back, we gonna clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggers!)
We gonna clap back, we gonna clap back
We gonna clap back, we gonna clap back
(Let's take 'em to war niggers)
We gonna clap back, we gonna clap back

Fuck if they hollerin' about Rule nigger, here's the real
I'll pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill
Wear nothing but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest
Tell em I'm nice too, plus push them nice grooves
The Inc roll like duece man, I'm old G Bobby J.
And we sling at soccer fields the yay
They don't respect that, don't get your minds around
You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that
I send em to the morgue while keepin' my bitches bouncin' for sure
"In the Club" with no gun, got 'em taking it off
Can't help that, I'm the nigger that puts it down
Once I hit that, that's if I'm up in the May
Fasten them holding the throwback, West 44 Lakers
Let's make no mistakes, resents take place
We'll still proceed ger you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigger, air out the space!
(C'mon!) We gonna

refrain

The Rule be "In the Club" rude motherfucker poppin' the bubbly
When shit get ugly I hug the snub closely
But usually we still see your bitches
dancin' on some freak shit, trying to ride my dick
I can't handle it, 'long as they manage
To get they ass in front of my dick to dance to BIG's "One More Chance"
Catching hate from a glance, but I'm a giant
These nigger is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit his thing
Give bitches the back hand, pimp shit, it's not realistic
The game is helpless, (let's) not get it twisted
I'm young, black, and gifted, but still at the bottom
And stuck somewhere between Gomorrah and Saddam
I'm here to make this rap shit hotter than Harlem
Fuck the Dog, beware of Rule, cause I'm the problem
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigger, air out the space!
(C'mon!) We gonna

refrain

Like Bush and Saddam, I'm a find out
Where Em Laden's hiding and bomb him first
It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs
Mask and glove, gun hot from burnin' ass up
I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads
The preachers daughter screaming out "Fuck the law!"
ya may have struck a chord, wit the Christians
But y'all got the freakiest bitches out of all the religions
And God gave me his blessings to handle my business
All these wankster snitches, let the nina blow kisses
If she some how misses, he gonna meet the mistress
And "Clap That Boy" like Birdman and Clipse
I got these niggaz all over my dick, like hoes
I'm the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigger, air out the space!
(C'mon!) We gonna

refrain

Yeah, my nigga 'Zino in this motherfucker
That's how we do it, know what I mean
Buck '89 what's up baby, I see you
Break 'em down nigger! break 'em down!
Bring them birds, in the motherfucking house
It's not a game no mo'
Queens in this motherfucker
You know
All my Jersey niggers, all my Boston niggers
(Haha!)
All my Brooklyn niggers, Brooklyn sir what up!
Haha, yeah, holler at me man