Clap Your Hands

[Intro: Big Pun] No Doubt Royal Flush Big Pun the fresh master Niggas On the Run Eatin We ain't no fuckin rappers Peep this yo [Verse 1: Big Pun] Yo it's the Dream Shatterer Strictly the green team battler Ring rattler microphone fiend spleen splatterer King in the throne bringing it home five nights Up in the Source five mics Whipping the Porsche high price Cuz I'm the word magician observe verbal technician Spittin out words of wisdom in my preferred profession Observe and listen learn ya lesson of a first impression Or get served in seconds like I worked a kitchen I heard you bitchin flippin the story liftin ya jewelries Got my finger itchin but I heard ya position with Nore We shut em down like Chuck fuck em for they greens Suck em in like Biggie "Bang Bang have a nice dream" My team ain't tryin to give off sad stories All you do is flash jewelries Really for the cash till my ass is buried I flurry shots like jabs and stabbin in they cabbages ???? Throwin grenades in baby carriages Fuck all the talking and lookin I'm walkin to ya block or coffin Taught them to off him and sleep with the dolphins Enforcing hostile takeovers with nozzles straightforward Transportin in foreign camcorders in module Range Rover's [Chorus: N.O.R.E.] If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What) Yo if you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What) Yo if you thuggin and you know it and your really proud to show it If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What) [Verse 2: N.O.R.E.] I used to stand on the block And sellin cooked up rock Money bustin out my sock Plus I'm flashin my Glock Yo i have brown skin and I live in Queens I love eatin' chicken and cauligreens Other boroughs try to front and fuck on me But nigga Iraq my niggas like fuck off he Yo you know that I damage you up hammer you up Them niggas actin ill but they just ain't tough And get that Bloody Money (What) and now the world know I get that Bloody Money that's the only way to get dough I alternated with the latest ya niggas hate it Yo as long as niggas down dont really get faded Ay yo I shoot like classical slugs Niggas casual thugs shittin on the only niggas they love Ay yo my niggas on the run still hold the fort Do whatever that ya gotta do but don't get caught You know the jakes don't even care about the cars we bought We live expensively ???? come straight from Sicily Colors that you ain't seen like black and green You know dollars is my favorite thing ?????????? [Chorus: N.O.R.E.] If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What) Yo if you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What) Yo if you thuggin and you know it and your really proud to show it If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What) [Verse 3: Royal Flush] Ay yo Ay yo Ay yo Yo I'm a straight thug show no love and get plugged Grimy as fuck steel holder case i gotta buck Stay lexed up chain reachin down to my nuts Can't front on us from here to California we bust The Lex pump it on in the back of the club sayin (What! What!) Lay in the cut my niggas throwin dick to ya sluts Park the car in the slums where I'm sellin my drugs My uzi weigh a ton you too soft to fuck with us son It's like the mafia fuck with La Familia then I'm poppin ya Mega popular from this rap game philosopher Lock it down like Nino Brown in my part of town From the streets to the four pound see ya whole lay my mack down I do it for my large niggas my broke niggas rob niggas To my bum bitches tryin to stick star niggas I wear Rolex flooded up with baguettes Like Beenie Man "Who the keys to the Lex" Read my bio on the internet listen on the ????? For this Blood Money slash rap led to drug money Royal Flush and Queens nigga fuck a crash dummy I take time to earn mine while holdin my nine Feel Me [Chorus: N.O.R.E.] If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What) Yo if you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What) Yo if you thuggin and you know it and your really proud to show it If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What)