We just clap and revolve We just clap and revolve We just clap and revolve We just clap We just clap (Who want to pop off to the head get popped off Nigga) We just clap and revolve You don't wanna start no drama You, You, You don't wanna stop no drama Yeah We getting paper hear Yeah Got that crown holders shirt on, got like a million diamonds on it Ten million written all over that We just clap and revolve We just clap and revolve We just clap and revolve You don't wanna start no drama We just clap and revolve We just clap and revolve Nine check Forty check K's check You be the first to go Haze yes Ye yes Motherfucker this is business, never personal This Coca baby I'm an 88er I put work in these streets Now do yourself the favor You bring the drama Then drama leads to choppers Then them choppers get to sprayin' And somebody need a doctor now You not an actor, not a rapper You's a clapper, you's a trapper Got a ratchet, so why you hire coppers now It is what it is; I got the gliz on me And don't nobody want it with the Big homey Nigga want beef with me Must be out of his mind Nigga think that Joey past his prime Layed his ass flat in the street Yeah I splattered his mind Walk away with his life and his shines Yeah, I smell pussy pussy Yeah pussy pussy That's how h e looked when I left his fuckin face gushy Ask about it Cracks about it Went back to the crib and then we laughed about it I'm a rider, I'm a sider - I'n a money maker I decided you's a liar when it comes to paper Broad day we could clap it in these streets Middle the PJ's make em bring out these sheets