Bossman - Handclap lyrics

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Bossman - Handclap lyrics

[Hook] x2 Now East side get a hand clap And if you side it's the side that's goin' down at Hands high for a hand clap Now every side worldwide get a handclap East side get a hand clap And if you side it's the side that's goin' down at West side, South side Mid-West, East side! [Verse 1] Ra-ta-tat-tat is the sound of a gat But this is how it sound when the Bossman clap Let me see them hands high every side of the map B-More city's where the Bossman at How I do-dat do-dat, turn music to crack It's a true fact what you lack is true-ness in rap All new jacks move back, it's a new boss in rap In fact, bringin' the East coast back like Shaq How B-More do that, only New York do that When, they thought and they talk and they brought us rap but No softer that got the game on my back Like returned a city, now the East coast is back [Hook] [Verse 2] East side, West side, South side, any side Worldwide, put your hands high if you feelin' right Go against the Boss of course, it's a river-side B-C-I-T-Y where I live and die Home of the wild homicide and this genuine Love and hate all day, it's a skinny line Hustle on the block, Jake's watch through the mini-blinds Never know when your body might be identified k**as come in all shapes, forms even mini-size Side where, officer, gotta keep your semi-side Hands to the sky, get 'em high when you clap Like the return of tax, the East coast is back [Hook] [Verse 3] Now every single side let me see them hands high Make them hands clap like a gat when it's fired B-O-S-S lay ya flat as a tire Matter fact, flatter than a line, n***a that's right From the bottom of the map to the top of the skyline The hottest on the block since Bonita and Kweli f** with your watch sayin' "n***a it's my time" I'm hard as core n***a, y'all more like mai-thai's I'm hot now, ain't no winds in mi casa Must have got me twisted like the wig on a shot tire When shots fired, off 'em block eyes is papas Fry y'all kippers like chicken from Popeyes Ha-ha - I ain't no jokin' what I be quotin' And spoken and underoath and I'm the truth right here ha Reach for the sky when you make them hands clap Like a rapid refund, the East coast is back [Hook]