Guilty Simpson - Clap Your Hands (Instrumental) lyrics

[Intro:] Yeh, you know it yeh Detroit City Guilty Simpson, clap it up y'all Beats at will, yeah [Verse 1:] I don't really care what squad you wit Cause a real n***a don't need sponsorship And a posse don't make me hard I'm a leader so I gotta play these cards and face these odds Ain't no time to chase these broads Tryin to get paper to create these jobs And it's a fact when you're black that you don't know how to act When your bellybu*ton's touchin your back, yeah That's why a lot of us f** with the crack Cause it's the easiest way to double your stacks And all the hoes scream "Where the hustlers at?" Usually the pretty chick with the bubble in back Word to Dilla dawg I'ma get it all Combination safe behind the picture on the wall Even though moms raised me right I swear to God rap sh** saved my life [Chorus:] Yeah, all the people in the back sippin 'gnac We representin for y'all n***as, do it! ("clap your hands") C'mon, it's a party ("You and you and you to clap your hands") Everybody All my people with the drinks in your cups Turn the muh'f**ers up and go nuts [Verse 2:] My mood swings like pendulums; I got two birds One's a middle finger and trust me that's the friendly one Because my Desert Eagle will k** all who envies him We transport info quicker than Pentiums I'm gutter, what I'm spittin is cla**ic So walk on eggshells or I bury you ba*tards I rep the D, so when you speak about me I'm the letter between C and E In fact I'm the one between 3 and 3 With a smokin gun commitin B and E's And I don't fake at all, all I can be is me And if you don't like it I dare you to get excited Detroit n***a my area is the tightest The raps come easy, live it see it and write it Drug war shoutout mentally sick men Naturally my breed's equipped with thick skin [Chorus]