Wacko - Noila Clap (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] 1,2,3,4 Buss it [Juvenile] Uh huh Remix...Remix... Wacko, Juvenile, Skip! Hollaback... Where H-town at... ATL at... Miami, Lil Haiti Lauderdale at.. [Hook] Ya'll hear that Nolia clap? Ya'll hear that Nolia clap? [Wacko] I say the U gon' do they thing wodie please believe If not we'll make it hard for you cowards to breave One thing about a ghost, keeps sh** 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 degreez I 'on rock wit Juvenile. What clown? Datz my dawg! Say that sh** again I'll wack all ya'll Get on some bo sh**...smack all ya'll Prolly get on that rob sh**...crack all ya'll I never talk sideways I put ya on the highway Have ya sweatin' in the chicken coop like Smokey off Friday Catch ya in the Nolia have ya runnin' down the driveway Tryna bring ya down? Yippie kay-yay Where the Bay at...to LA at Where them Teks, where them 9's, where them K's at [Hook] West coast what's up, west side what's up Where NY at..., NJ at, Philly Philly, DC, VA at [Hook] East coast wha**up, east side wha**up [Skip] I'm straight holly grove ya know that But I'm ol' skool, fisher projek like a throwback Now I told you now you know that You ain't welcome here, you ain't see "I'm Gone" on my doormat So stupid why...you ain't abide by that If I catch you on my porch, you gon' die by that Right there, by them leaves.. you can lie by that On side of that dog doo doo, you can dry like that Cause this is payback for anyone who eva said that 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 d**h 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 UTP tripz Every time that alk and them trees mix Where the Row at, Interscope at... Choppa City Universal, Cut Throat at.. [Hook] Where my pimps wha**up, all my playaz wha**up Where UTP at, Crime Lab at, Rap A Lot, DTP, Aftermath at [Hook] All my souljas wha**up, all my gangstas wha**up [Juvenile] We from the dirrty dirrty ya heard me ya shoot and get shot From where the unemployment line be bout as long as ya block I travel all over the states been in some serious spots Crazy not knowing if them people gon' k** me or not All that booting up and stunnin' and gon' get you nowhere If you ain't bout shooting them subs don't even go there If you scared show you scared and put yo' sets down We ain't got a way lookin' for beef you can get wet now Gotta holla at these n***as bout my survival These people be my people, hook me up with some Prada Clap for a Beem clap for a Benz and if you clap right Here I'll give you twenties and tens 3rd ward got money we got plenty to spend Quit trippin on transportation we got plenty of them YEA THIS IS BIG BUSINESS RIGHT'Chea RAP-A-LOT UTP 2004 PUT YO U'S UP [Hook]