Clap Your Hands

Guilty Simpson * Track #2 On Chrome Children Vol. 1

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Album Chrome Children Vol. 1

Chrome Children Vol. 1 by Peanut Butter Wolf

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Guilty Simpson

2006

Clap Your Hands by Guilty Simpson

Performed by

Guilty Simpson

Produced by

J Dilla

Writed by

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Recorded for Stones Throw Records Chrome Children Vol. 1 label compilation made within collaboration with Adult Swim. It was released in 2006.

The song is by Guilty Simpson and is produced by J Dilla (RIP) whom Guilty had a close personal and working relationship with. They were also working on Gui...

Clap Your Hands Lyrics

[Intro]
(Clap)
(Clap your hands)
(Clap)
(Clap your hands)
(Clap) Yeh, you know it yeh
(Clap your hands)
Detroit City
Guilty Simpson (Clap), clap it up y'all
(Clap your hands)
Beats at will, yeah

[Verse 1]
I don't really care what squad you wit
Cause a real nigga 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 bellybutton's touchin your back, yeah
That's why a lot of us fuck 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'mma get it all
Combination safe behind the picture on the wall
Even though moms raised me right
I swear to God rap shit saved my life

[Hook]
Yeah, all the people in the back sippin 'gnac
We representin for y'all niggas, 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'fuckers 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 kill all who envies him
We transport info quicker than Pentiums
I'm gutter, what I'm spittin is classic
So walk on eggshells or I bury you bastards
I rep the D, so when you speak about me
I'm the letter between C and E
In fact I'm the 1 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 nigga my area is the tightest
The raps come easy, live it see it and write it
Drug wars, shootouts, mentally sick men
Naturally my breed's equipped with thick skin

[Hook]
Yeah, all the people in the back sippin 'gnac
We representin for y'all niggas, 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'fuckers up and go nuts