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Correct Nolia Clap (Remix) Lyrics
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Juvenile & U.T.P.
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Correct Nolia Clap (Remix)
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Uh, huh, remix, remix Wacko, Juvenile, Skip Hollaback Where H-town at?ATL at Miami Lil' Haiti, Lauderdale at Y'all hear dat Nolia clap? Y'all hear dat Nolia clap? I say da you gon' do dey thing, wodie please believe If not we'll make it hard for you cowards to bereave One thing about a ghost, keeps shit up a sleeve Juve and skip attack the boards, while I plug 'em wit 3's Every stash spot I got, I stuff it wit G's Don't need a chain or a whip to snatch me a freak I'd rather ride around in my hooptie blowin' on trees With two heaters in my lap bumpin' 400 degrees I on rock wit Juvenile, what clown? datz my dawg Say dat shit again, I'll wack all y'all Get on some [unverified] shit, smack all y'all Prolly get on dat rob shit, crack all y'all I neva talk sideways, I put ya on da highway Have ya sweatin' in da chicken coop like smokey off Friday Catch ya in da nolia have ya runnin' down da driveway Tryna bring ya down [unverified] yippe, ka, yay Where da Bay at? To dat 'lay at Where dem teks, where dem 9's, where dem K's at? Y'all hear dat Nolia clap? Y'all hear dat Nolia clap? West coast what's up? West side what's up? Where NY at, NJ at, Philly Philly, b, V A at Y'all hear dat Nolia clap? Y'all hear dat Nolia clap? East coast, whassup, East side, whassup? I'm straight holly grove, ya know dat But I'm ol' skool, fisher projek like a throwback Now, I told you now you know dat You ain't welcome here, you ain't see, I'm gone on my doormat So, stupid why you ain't abide by dat? If I catch you on my porch, you gon' die by dat Right there, by them leaves, you can lie by dat On side of dat dog, doo, doo, you can dry like dat 'Cause this is payback for anyone who eva said dat Look, I'm safe wit this vest gon' get his head packed Or get his face slashed, get his neck jooked Look in my face, this how death look If ya deaf look, I won't play witcha Gun talk is all I'm gonna say to ya So learn to read lips 'cause see we tripz Every time dat alk and dem trees mix Where da Row at, Inter scope at Choppa City Universal, Cut Throat at Y'all hear dat Nolia clap? Y'all hear dat Nolia clap? Where my pimps, wassup, all my playaz, wassup? Where UTP at, Crime Lab at, Rap A Lot, DTP, Aftermath at Y'all hear dat Nolia clap? Y'all hear dat Nolia clap? All my souljas, wassup, all my gangstas, wassup? [Unverified] on the stage smokin' that triggady Me and my nigga, Juve just got this bitch off the higgady Wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup Wassup, wassup wassup, wassup? [Unverified] on the stage smokin' that triggady Me and my nigga, Juve just got this bitch off the higgady Wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup Wassup, wassup wassup, wassup? I guess I'm the bad guy in this movie, dente, dente Dente, dente, here come Juvie My court way don't have no life, we don't have nothing But shootouts and murdas, we don't have no fights ya know You need a chance I'ma show ya a lick, have em' gift wrapped And Packed and sent out to his bitch Hope his face be a diary lookin' for a way out Believing in the gun but I know one day it's gone play out Trust me here 'cause this is UTP day now When we hit the projects you know the rain gone faze out Wavin' them rags, stayin' close to the stash My bitch gone put it in the bags when the popos pass But they gone fuck with me anyway 'cause they know my mag And they really don't appreciate the way I brag I've got 50,000 dollars in my grill 'cause I stay Juved worry 'bout me, don't you? Worry 'bout, what a bitch do Y'all hear dat Nolia clap? Y'all hear dat Nolia clap?
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