Clap Lyrics – Polo G

Read the full Clap lyrics by Polo G along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Polo G’s music, you can also explore Hypnosis and Weight On My Shoulders, two other songs by Polo G.

[Intro]
Nuh nuh nuh, uh uh
Nuh nuh nuh, uh uh
Nuh nuh nuh, uh

[Pre-Chorus]
A couple real n!ggas died, a lot of gangsters not here
It ain’t a man alive, that I could really say that I fear
Working that graveyard shift, stuffing AR clips
We’ll turn up, who gon’ tell us that it ain’t our year

[Chorus]

I been chose at first, couldn’t see my path
Take one of mines, do one of your soldiers worse and unleash my wrath
No matter how many times I go through hurt, still keep my laugh
No matter how much we fall in dirt, we act like we not tribe
Play with me I clap (Clap clap clap)

[Verse 1]
Bulletproof truck and it’s tinted up, b!tch I remain intact
I done seen enough and did enough, that’s why I’m laid back
My lil bros pop out with Gens, now the opps know they can’t lack
Splash brothers they like twins, thеy went and caught the same hat
It’s timе to flame pack, .45th clap, he got his brain snatched
Free Trench Baby, we trench kids, b!tch that’s just how my gang act
Let me introduce you to my end, where we shoot Glocks and swang craps
I’d rather tell s*it how it is, b!tch I cannot debate facts (Uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
A couple real n!ggas died, a lot of gangsters not here
It ain’t a man alive, that I could really say that I fear
Working that graveyard shift, stuffing AR clips
We’ll turn up, who gon’ tell us that it ain’t our year

[Chorus]
I been chose at first, couldn’t see my path
Take one of mines, do one of your soldiers worse and unleash my wrath

No matter how many times I go through hurt, still keep my laugh
No matter how much we fall in dirt, we act like we not tribe
Play with me I clap (Clap clap clap)

[Verse 2]
Play with me I clap, I ain’t know I was chosen
I know a couple of opps, just aiming that whoof, he ain’t gon’ slide but trolling
Hell yeah I’ll slide for foe’nem, you ain’t do s*it for the guys, you bogus
I heard you ain’t put s*it on none of they books, to none of them guys you posted
Got 33 in the stick for this .9 I’m toting, this for the side opposing
When it come to that bag I’m on it, you can tell that I’m having motion
Off X my eyes was rolling, fighting back but I’m tryna focus
We’ll close his eyes for loafing, I was tought “murder my opponents”
Dope and fentanyl, had the fiends hooked, now I just rap a chorus
Won’t respect revenge, we sliding for it, pistol clap performing
All my lil woadies on bulls*it, so ain’t no trying Taurus
What you know ’bout losses, pain I took and I just had to absorb it

[Outro]
A couple real n!ggas died, a lot of gangsters not here