Speak Ya Clout Lyrics - Gangstarr

One: Jeru the Damaja 

Last year record companies were chumpin me 

But now like chicks they all be up on me 

and me so horny, I hit em like a groupie 

Snatch off my hat wash my dick and keep it movin 

Showing and proving on a day to day basis 

I rip New York and a million different places 

State to state country to country 

My skills are legend in the style of poetry 

I've paid my dues to this game word to mother 

Peace New York hops it gets no rougher 

Baby brother been puffing buddha and blunts since eighty-five 

Before the fake motherfuckers started perpetrating live, I've 

achieved mad props though niggaz roll around in jeeps 

I ride the A-Train and get mad beeps 

So when we bang bang boogie out jumps my boot knocks 

Chicks comes in flocks when D.R.S. rocks glocks 

And I mean it it's all done with the mind 

I neutralize suckers because I'm alkaline 

I could go on for days speaking bout my clout 

So Lil Dap snatch the mic and show the motherfucker out 

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Two: Lil Dap 

Yo you can't hide from jail and you can't hide from the street 

Flavors do get deep when you're walking the east 

A unit down from the underground made the brothers unite 

I'm slappin pounds and pounds with real niggaz aight 

Ain't nothing changed but the weather, rain storms or whatever 

You poured a forty on the ground for the brothers who ain't around 

Break it down with the flow as I walk through the ghetto 

A nigga said he couldn't do it til the shit hits the fan 

Last year I was The Man ripping up every jam 

So what's your hobby nothing serious when things get rough 

I'm stepping rugged and tough, and bitches won't get enough 

A Lil Dap what's that? Fuck around you get slapped 

Schizophrenic with rhyme plus we're well organized 

Make the chicks say 'aow' and the brothers say 'ho' 

You can't tell a motherfucker what to do with his life 

Niggaz tend to live trife, so I react with the mic 

It's the end of the time so I got to gets mine 

Aiyyo 'ru, what's your function meet me at Broadway junction 

Before I start to get in it, better yet i just kick it 

Aiyyo son, if you're ready Guru starts to flip it 

Three: Guru 

Earl, with my three-eight-five shot I bust a bumba claat 

He talks dumb a lot so him shall drop 

I got the clout, all you pussy rappers be out 

From the ghetto I let go, shit to make you petrol 

Watching fly niggaz show you how to rhyme asshole 

You know the motherfucking situation 

So get down get down with the Gangstarr Foundation 

Now I'ma touch on reality, chumps can't fuck with me 

and all the honies be loving me 

My style be kicking crazy butt 

Wannabes on their knees licking crazy butt 

Your girl pays me but ain't no need to try and stop her 

I'm Big Poppa steal your girl and I'll drop her 

cause she be working on my nerves 

and yo I got more gang than the bitch got curves 

I'm like gambino, the slick head honcho 

Ill kid ready to wreck mics pronto 

and I know, I break your back with my rap like smack 

because I'm all that 

And so the next time when you're wishing for my downfall 

I'm a come back to drown y'all 

With stupid lyrics relative to a bloodbath 

And stay the fuck out my path...