Juelz Santana – Niggaz Get Clapped lyrics
(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 Roof To True (Yeah!)
And She Will Swallow A Hula Hoop
Come To, She Will Swallow Some Juicy Fruit
All She Needs Is A Beer Bottle And A Lucy Loose
And She Go Like A Gear Throttle In Moving Shoes
My Lifes Cloudy
Tight Rowdy
Bad Boys 2 The Hood Mike Lowrey
I Bow These Streets To The Dirt
I Drown These Beats With A Verse Who Fuckin Wit Me You?
I Proudly Squeeze It And Merc
In A Z Wit The Doors Up Speedin Thru Forester
All Wagner Skeetin A Broad Up
I Believe Its Your Daughter
Ill See Ya Tomorrow
[Chorus:]
Niggaz Get Jacked Wit, We Don't Care Who U Rep Wit
I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit
Niggaz Aint Learned Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards
I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets
Niggaz Get Jacked Wit, We Don't Care Who U Rep Wit
I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit
Niggaz Aint Learned Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards
I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets
[Verse 2: Gravy]
Yo Im A Crook When I Spit It
I Aint Even Gotta Write It
Im A Star Man, Got The Whole Hood Excited
Lactose, Baking Soda, Cocaine, Boil The 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
Chicks Wanna Fuck With Em (Eh!)
But I Aint Trustin Em, Never Lovin Em (Eh!)
The Nerve of Em, Im Serving Em, Fans Want A Word With Em
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's 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 Waited
Im So Disturbin I Got 32 Ways To Handle U Niggaz Like Julius Erving Berkerz
[Chorus:]
Niggaz Get Jacked Wit, We Don't Care Who U Rep Wit
I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit
Niggaz Aint Learned Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards
I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets
Niggaz Get Jacked Wit, We Don't Care Who U Rep Wit
I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit
Niggaz Aint Learned Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards
I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets
[Verse 3: Jr Writer]
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 Might Drive Thru The Hood In A Whip Wit Kaya
Bump In A Joint, Bump Her A Joint
Puffin Like This Is Nothing
Its Just Something to boink
What You Know About Hustlin the Points
It Get Crazy At Nights
Heads And Dope Fiends Cravin For White, Right?
Thats The 80s Delight
Its So Much Niggas Wit Rocks That Look Like A Palestinian Fight
But I Roll Wit Arabian Nights
Taliban, Pakistan
Man About 80 In Sights
80 More In The Bushes, Baby Thats Right
Anotha 80 On The Roof Just Waitin To Bite
Hate It, Thats Life
I Stand With The Boxers
Open Up My Sun Roof And Stand In a Boxer
With Cannon A Glock Ya (Glock!)
Cannons'll Pop Ya (Pop!)
Startin With Ur Nana (Pop1)
Grandma And Papa (Pop!)
Mama, Kids, Ram In Ur Casa (Pop! Pop!)
U Gon Need Nurses, Ambulance, Doctors
U Ran Wit The Coppers
I Ran Wit The Coppas
Platinum Why Your Ass Ran In and Copped'em
Damn This Imposter, U Done Ran From Schemes
I Done Ran Some Schemes Then Ran For Some Choppers
Cam Man I Got Cha
U Aint Even Got To Spit
Soon As I Spot The Clique
I Hand Dude A Rasta
I Hand-Do Wit Rosters
The Hand-Dos With Rosters
The Boy Is Hot, Hot Damn
Hand Him An Oscar
Or Hand Him Some Oscar
De La Renta Oh And Some Prada
You Can Tell I Spent The, 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 Cot, Stitched Abs, Piss Bag
(Blep!)
[Chorus:]
Niggaz Get Jacked Wit, We Don't Care Who U Rep Wit
I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit
Niggaz Aint Learned Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards
I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets
Niggaz Get Jacked Wit, We Don't Care Who U Rep Wit
I See U Shinin Brotha Man, Take Off That Shit
Niggaz Aint Learned Yet, Ya Hustlin Backwards
I Sell Drugs, Hooks, Bullets And Rachets