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Onyx - Gun Clap Music Lyrics

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  • Walkin down the street with my, glock in my hand
  • No safety, you know it and our guns don't jam
  • Keep one in the hand and no need for *****in
  • When niggaz start the poppin them shells get to droppin
  • [Chorus 2X]
  • ***** rap music, this is gun clap music
  • ***** rap music, this is gun clap music
  • ***** rap music, this is gun clap music
  • Load it up, ***** it back and blast to it
  • [Fredro Starr]
  • Yo, who shot ya?It's too late to try to operate
  • Hard escape through New York State
  • It's on killa, ***** all the niggaz that hate
  • I can feel ya shook when ya walk through the gate
  • Your heartbeat break like a Kay Slay tape
  • Bust guns to this, raisin the crime rate
  • Niggaz better blast when it's time to shoot
  • Niggaz on the roof tryna blast at you
  • See me in the six coupe, twins engine
  • Skiddin, murder scene left, God ridden
  • New guns, old guns, need to test those
  • I burn, baby, burn like sniffin asbestos
  • Bust low, reload and stay low
  • I twist more caps than the 40 oco
  • *****es know, could tell by the look on the thug face
  • The way they play it in the club, it ain't safe
  • [Chorus]
  • [Sonsee]
  • A'yo I'm still not a hater but the heat'll spray ya
  • Say hello to the bad guy, meet your creator
  • Your gone, locked down streets in blocks down east
  • Hopped out jeeps, knocked out teeth and chopped down beef
  • With the boxpound heat, it's your option to die
  • Poppin the nine at ten, then guns in the sky
  • Grew up in the Stuy, peace to every ghetto
  • Up in the x-sincos with my niggaz from Queens wit heavy metal
  • Drug raps through the PJ's, ki's and trees, now we payin DA's
  • Gettin paid from three ways
  • Who wanna die?It won't cost you a dollar
  • Get your boys to follow of course you still gonna holla
  • Money I'm sick, keep puttin clips in them rugers
  • And spit, you couldn't measure my fifth with six rulers
  • Hold up killer, I'm all about gettin loot
  • And when I ***** back duke I'm givin glock tattoo
  • [Chorus]
  • [Sticky Fingaz]
  • Some say the bigger the gun, the more damage it do
  • I say the smaller the pistol, the better it shoot
  • I give a holla to my niggaz in warfare
  • Sticky don't care, if don't nobody else care
  • And um, I'm always quick to reach for the glock
  • So if you run up in my spot mother*****ers get shot
  • In these streets niggaz drivin fives gettin set up
  • Forgive but don't forget your benz'll get wet up
  • Niggaz come around frontin, don't believe 'em
  • You ain't no killer you be layin there bleedin
  • Cause nigga you know me
  • Don't make me blast you up and snatch your ass out the b
  • And ***** niggaz don't blast back
  • They like ladies, they take their ice chains to the casket
  • And since we all came from the hood
  • Got our name from the hood and our game from the hood
  • I think it's time to kill for our good, time to heal our hood
  • Be real to our hood
  • And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
  • That'll take 380's to school and get crazy
  • And to my sons tryna make ones
  • Sellin cracks on the blocks, watch out when the jake comes
  • And to my real thugs get up, I know you fed up niggaz
  • But keep ya guns up
  • [Chorus]

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