to Throw your raps in the sleep hold, quick to snuggle you Dart heat your breastplate, meet ya death date Rook down a E4 look, it's checkmate No other
you why I'm mad, you kno' what I'm sayin'? I'ma tell you why I'm mad, I'ma tell you why I'm mad These niggaz is makin' five hundred thousand dollar videos
Cause if you don't and you won't But then I will, you won't rest in peace you'll rest in pain Why, because my mind clicks To be insane in the brain Simon
real breath, make it clear hoe! [Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez] Throw your hood up All my G's represent Turn up your deck Dope House click came to wreck [
will work Bronx bomber watch' em strip Eddy tip that fine mama Hydraulics expand, while drums bang like gap band I clap hand, take his mic, give him five
are fun wit, fucked everywhere brought stuffed teddy bears Told me that she loved me and she very scared Up until now, she never trusted any man She never knew about my other
serve keys On the block where we chopped rocks, we copped and made g's Down to die for each other Cause you and I for each other In a gangster matrimony
and the fuckin' click" They damn near shitted, boss Not knownin' that the nigga was lyin' his ass off Meanwhile, back in Vallejo Brothers gettin' knocked for possession of sale The other
whole city lookin' up and will support through To see a little league, a Babe Ruth baseball game Niggas was down there cuttin' up or throwin' thangs Chasin' five
bars and cage Fair exchange clicked ya bow wid ya 12-guage It's time for me to do this shit for all my years hurtin' See these other niggas bustin'
in the back Holla if ya like ya Kenwood high and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch black I got this Pimp Squad Click I know you
got bigger guns than the fuzz on my hip, cock back let it rip Won't stop that 'til the whole clip's gone (click..) CLICK! Okay, let's not forget cause
we was? Temperatures might rise Before everybody feel the fire from the five's I told Daz we about to fry niggas like fries And separate them by five
, baby? First my nigga, call the freak, tell her she got dick to eat Balls and all standin' tall dont forget the jack 'a' me Tell her five dope we keep
Look here Luxury cars on chrome, I play that Five figure bonds on charges, I'd paid that Ounces of coke at a young age, look I weighed that My click
Think of taking my slab, baby I don't think so My heat under my seat, and I don't love you hoes Living it like a G, but still I gotta lay low Five percent
I'm coming down five thousand gotta get my check If you want me to be on your song or sing a damn hook It gotta be five grand bitch I'm coming down
Click, street team Relax, make moves like what Brooklyn, Uptown Beak it down one time, to y'all Queen of the Click Lookie here, look at me, hah Me and