Clap On by 8Ball & MJG Lyrics

Quote from the song “Clap On” by 8Ball & MJG

Lay it down, lay it down, cocksuckers
All you haters and bustas best beware
'Cause the niggas that brought you
Comin' Out Hard
On the Outside Lookin' In
On Top of the World
Space Age Pimpin'
And Living Legends
The motherfuckers back
Guns cocked and reloaded
Hmm, and they Ridin' High, bitch

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8Ball & MJG - “Clap On” (Official Video Clip)

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Clap On”

• Featuring: Yung Joc
• Produced: Gorilla Zoe
• Written: 8Ball, MJG, Yung Joc, Gorilla Zoe
• Arranger: Thomas Bennett
• Digital Editor: Thomas Bennett, Dana Ramey
• Recording Engineer: Thomas Bennett
• Mastering Engineer: Chris Athens
• Label: Bad Boy Entertainment, Atlantic Records
• Release Date: March 13, 2007

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Clap On” Released in 2007

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[Intro: Yung Joc]

Lay it down, lay it down, cocksuckers
All you haters and bustas best beware
'Cause the niggas that brought you
Comin' Out Hard
On the Outside Lookin' In
On Top of the World
Space Age Pimpin'
And Living Legends
The motherfuckers back
Guns cocked and reloaded
Hmm, and they Ridin' High, bitch

[Chorus: Yung Joc]

Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock the trap off (Trap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock ya cap off (Ya cap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock the trap off (Trap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock ya cap off (Ya cap off)

[Verse 1: 8Ball]

Big face rubber band, gimme that shit, nigga
You don't need it anyway, loudmouth bitch nigga
Snitch nigga at the club like he ain't done nuttin'
Chest poked out, cocksucker, you don't run nuttin'
Okay, I'ma pull a motherfuckin' O.J
Leave the premises bloody, ride off with the yay
Pray you don't ever see it unfold in your face
Nigga, this shit matte black, sip it, get a taste
Off wit'cha fuckin' head, dispose of the body
Put the work on the street, wrist froze at the party
This here certified industry, never me
Disrespect, boy, you know what it's gon' be

[Chorus: Yung Joc]

Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock the trap off (Trap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock ya cap off (Ya cap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock the trap off (Trap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock ya cap off (Ya cap off)

[Verse 2: Yung Joc]

My nigga you know what it's finna be, death to my enemy
Potna, you're no kin to me, tell it to the guillotine
Heard you been spillin' beans, birds from the Philippines
One serve, judge tellin' me he finna sentence me
I ain't finna go back for nann nigga, nah
One phone call, bullets comin' through your walls
Play about my muh'fukin' money and that's all
My niggas tote throwaways, fuck the law
Goons on deck with the TECs and the sawed-off
Shots to your neck, what's next, get hauled off
Got 'em, shot 'em, bullets bouncin', losin' blood by the ounces
Mama cryin' up a river when the news announces

[Chorus: Yung Joc]

Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock the trap off (Trap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock ya cap off (Ya cap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock the trap off (Trap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock ya cap off (Ya cap off)

[Verse 3: MJG]

I'm pimp tight MJG plenty ammunition
In my coat pocket, when I squeeze I'ma get attention
You can talk shit, just don't put my name in it
This is real life and I don't play games in it
I'm a stranger to you, so you can't handle me
You ain't killin' nuttin' but your homeboys and your league
You can bump your gums, all that bullet talk you say
Don't mean shit, muh'fucka, this a new day
You can never play like piano, you sloppy
Caught you slippin' like Gianni Versace
I'm like The Wire, you don't wanna start shit
I get a dyke to kill you and dump you in some apartments

[Chorus: Yung Joc]

Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock the trap off (Trap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock ya cap off (Ya cap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock the trap off (Trap off)
Clap on (Clap on), clap off (Clap off)
Got this strap willin' to knock ya cap off (Ya cap off)