Juelz Santana

Juelz Santana - Niggaz Get Clapped lyrics

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(feat. Gravy & JR Writer)



[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]

Im Still Poppin A Roog-A-Dook

Still Hoppin In The Newest Coupes

Still Got Me A Hula Hoop

Still Got Me From Off The Toon (Yeah!)

And She Will Swallow A Hula Hoop

Come To, She Will Swallow Some Juicy Fruit

All She Needs Is A Bed, Bottle And A Lucy Lius

And She Go Like A Gear Throttle In Mula Shoes

My Lifes Cloudy

Tight Rowdy

Bad Boys 2 The Hood Mite Allow Me

I Bow These Streets To The Dirt

I Drown These Beats With A Verse U Fuckin Wit Me

I Proudly Squeeze It And Murk

And A Zee Wit The Doors Up Speedin Thru Forester

All Wagner Skeetin A Broad Up

I Believe Its A Daughter

Ill See Ya Tomorrow



[Chorus:]

Niggaz Get Jacked Wit, I Unn Care Who U Rap With

I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit

U Niggaz Aint Learn Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards 

I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets

Niggaz Get Jacked With, I Unn Care Who U Rap With

I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit

U Niggaz Aint Learn Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards 

I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets



[Verse 2: Gravy]

Yo Im A Crook When I Spit It

I Dunn Even Gotta Write It

Im A Star Man, Got The Whole Hood Excited

Lettos, Baking Soda, Cocaine, Bottled Water

Let It Drop, Bag It Up, Read The Scale, Add It Up

Mars Stars Get Set, Y'all Niggaz'll Get Wet

Who Wouldve Ever Thought Man, Gravy And Dipset

Im Baggin Em And Crushin Em (Eh!)

Chicks Wanna Fuck With Em (Eh!)

But I Aint Trustin Em, Never Lovin Em (Eh!)

The Nervin Em, Im Servin Em, Fans Want A Word With Him

Cuz The Flow Is Murderin Em

Yo My Shits Hot, Y'all Niggaz'll Get Dropped, Get Shot

We Handled That Coke Nigga, Wrap It Up In Ziploc

You'se A Homo Thug, Wit Ya Toes Out Of Flip Flops

Wait Till My Shit Drops, After Ya Shit Flops

Im Highly Anticipated, Niggaz Mad I Made It

So They Hate It While I Wait It

Im So Disturbin I Got 32 Ways To Handle U Niggaz Like Julius Erving Berwitz 



[Verse 3: Jr Writer]

Niggaz Get Jacked With, I Unn Care Who U Rap With

I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit

U Niggaz Aint Learn Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards 

I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets

Niggaz Get Jacked With, I Unn Care Who U Rap With

I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit

U Niggaz Aint Learn Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards 

I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets



Uh, The Dips A Fire, Getcha Flyers

Posters, Y'all Jokesters Like Richard Pryor

Niggaz Say I Aint A Pimp That Pricks A Liar

I Mite Drive Thru The Hood In A Whip Rekaya

Bump In A Joint, Bump Her A Joint

Puffin Like This Is Nothing

This Just Something A Bump

Watchu Kno About Hustlin Appoints

It Get Crazy At Nights

Heads And Dopefins Cravin For White, Right?

Thats The 80s Delight

Its So Much Niggas Wit Rocks That Look Like A Palestanian Fight

But I Roll Wit Arabian Nights

Taliban, Pakistan

Man About 80 In Sight

80 More In The Bushes, Baby Thats Right

Anotha 80 On The Roof Just Waitin To Bout

Hate It, Thats Life

I Stay In With The Boxers

Open Up My Sun Roof And Stay In Da Boxa

With Cannon A Glock Ya

Cannons'll Pop Ya

Startin With Ur Nana

Grandma And Papa

Mama, Kids, Ram In Ur Casa

U Gon Need Nurses, Ambulance, Doctors

U Ran Wit The Coppas

I Ran Wit The Coblas

Platinum Why As Ran In The Copper

Damn This Imposter, U Den Ran From Schemes

I Den Ran Sum Schemes That Ran For Some Chocolate

Care Man I Got Cha

U Aint Even Got To Spit

Soon As I Start The Click

I Hand-Do The Rossla

I Hand-Do Wit Rosters

The Hand-Dos With Rosters

The Boy Is Hot, Hot Damn 

Hand Him An Oscar

I Hand Him Some Oscars

Delirando Oh Its A Prada

U Can Tell I Spend Her, Whole Enchilada

Then On 5th Ave, Big Bag Shit Dag

Holy Moly Mother Of God, Who Is This Bad?

Im A Slick Lad

Ritz Sick Big Pad

Five Bites Six Jags

Rise Like Six Flags

We The Dips, Fag

Dont Get Stabbed

Headshot, Bed Cop, Stitched Abs, Piss Bag



[Chorus:]

Niggaz Get Jacked With, I Unn Care Who U Rap With

I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit

U Niggaz Aint Learn Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards 

I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets

Niggaz Get Jacked With, I Unn Care Who U Rap With

I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit

U Niggaz Aint Learn Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards 

I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets
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