Click Click lyrics

Click Click lyrics

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Send "Click Click" Ringtone to your Cell (feat. Tony Yayo) [Havoc] We get that paper baby boy, it`s easy You want to be who? You can`t be me Shorty gave me that ass on GP Rollin` in a G-500, or the Porsche, roof open And I know that you`re hopin` that I fall real soon But I ain`t goin` nowhere, hate to bust your balloon And there ain`t that much room for all us Limited space, the game like a tour bus I won`t break, I just take, take and take Rape and rape, the game til there`s no more cake Snitch ass niggaz givin` up identities Ain`t my fort?makin` pennies They soft like ice cream, sweeter than Ben & Jerry`s Like ??, leavin` nowhere to be found but buried The gun won`t fail me, the money won`t leave me Stop schemin` on me baby, it ain`t that easy Niggaz leave prints cause their palms so greasy Their mind read easy, I see right through `em The AK`ll do em, like nobody ?? `em Stop, it`s best that you keep it movin`, you`ll get shot [Hook: Havoc - 2X] We ain`t lickin` niggaz, we ain`t bustin` shots in the air No warnin` shots, the fuck out of here Oh man homey, hate to do you like this Oh man homey, when the tooley go click, click, click [Tony Yayo] It`s the young high-roller, the talk of New York David got my neck lookin` like a lightning bolt I`m in that two-door Range Stormer My truck plush, and the wheels are the size of rims on a school bus I need that Bill Gates money, that`s fifty-one billion Six hundred ki`s, that`s fifty-one million Me and 50 in Hollywood, with Quincy Jones Since the Feds bought Nextel, I trashed my phone Listen homes, everything glisten homes Yeah my gun and my rims both sit on chrome You move your weight in the car, I move weight by the carload I dropped in Marcy in a Murcielago My connect is a Cuban named Flaco With my aim, you a human taco Meetin` shells, yo the feds tryin` to peep our sales My daughter grow up, she in Harvard and Yale, yeah [Hook: Havoc - 2X] [Prodigy] You see me rollin`, Mack-10 showin` out the window When you catchin` me shootin` out the coup, then switch your lane You don`t want me creepin` two miles an hour, with my seat low Cause I`ll hop up out the roof with fully-autos and embed it in your brain It`s like fee, fie, foe, fum, I smell the blood of a jealous ass punk One, two, three hundred shots Fittin` to ring off them things off, and cook the block Old people, the pets and the kids Whoever in the way, them strays gon` hit And we don`t give a fuck about the police nigga This ain`t Manhattan, this Queens nigga We`re immune to the violence, it`s nothin` to me Fuck `em - they don`t give a fuck about P If they could kill me, believe me, they would That`s why I set it off, and I get `em real good When them street, lights, come on nigga You best, have, your gun on nigga Cause tonight we ride (Growl) and you die (Growl) As soon as I walk up, or drive-by [Hook: Havoc - 2X] Send " Click Click" Ringtone to your Cell Click Click lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Click Click lyrics @ ELyrics | Click Click lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Click Click lyrics @ Songlyrics | Click Click lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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