Lyrics:
back
I`m off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak
It`s Mack the Maniac, nigga
Chorus
Verse 3
Ice Cube:
What`s the plan? Everything thought out
lean on top of these ice cubes
Beat done by Chucky
Did the show, hit the door
Bagged your bitch (easily)
And she ain't never leavin' me
Yo I came
lean on top of these ice cubes
Beat done by Chucky
Did the show, hit the door
Bagged your bitch (easily)
And she ain't never leavin' me
Yo I came
Long kiss, goodnight, goodnight, click-clack
Stay strapped tonight, they might get back
But I'm nothin' like them niggas that you beef With
Still
ignore the hype
Click clack, Yung Berg if you flossin ice
Dog, cross me twice, can't afford the price
It'll cost you, I'll off your life
You soft, I told
get you 'peater (uh)
Long live KG
(This shit is a lifestyle)
I'm still with the click-clack, uh (I'm still with the click-clack, uh)
Jump in back
back
I`m off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak
It`s Mack the Maniac, n****
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube]
What`s the plan? Everything thought out
back, nigga)
Or your ass can get whacked
(Get whacked, nigga)
With this click-clack (Click-clack, nigga)
I'm the man around this bitch, man
(I'm the man,
a life, you need to hang it up
Dreams, click clack
Man down with that chrome Uz'
On his back like "nigga don't move"
Word to mother, we don't lose
Talk
Who that?
Player better fall back,
St-step back, player better fall back.
Click-Clack, cock back
Semi-automatic track
Drink a lot of Similac,
with acid hits like sick cracker shit
Get back, dumb birds I ignore the hype
Click-clack, Yung Berg'd if you flossin ice
Dawg, cross me twice, can't
Click clack, click clack, click clack
My negus let's get it poppin' we gotta make power moves
When you start comin' up all the haters get mad at you
GET YOURS!! [Flavor Flav]
[Ice Cube]
Five niggaz on the roof with the proof
And one went out
White boy wanna know what it's all about
Back in St. Louis
get with us
It's west coast, the most, I be yellin
Nigga, Mack 10 bellin as a three time felon
Chorus, Ice Cube:
Fuck what you sayin, and fuck who you
You can get on everyone time
Everybody fine
You got nothing to mind
But when ain't nobody by your side
Ain't no cameras for the blogs
No recordings
Ice Cube with The Lench Mob I got it goin' on
A nigga that's livin' in the city of the criminal zone
One time can't keep the law in order
'Cause
put on ya son
Ice Cube has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house fellows are crooks
So I get jealous looks
They keep thinkin did my hair
better fall back
St-step back, player better fall back
Click-Clack, cock back
Semi-automatic track
Drink a lot of Similac
Shorty better fall back
roll
Looking forward don't look back Endless horizons on a one way track
Click clack hypnotised by the
Rhythm
Click clack on this shaky ground
Like
a click goanna release the clack love
It's sum bout that black love
Tell them other suckas they can back up
We got sum that'll make them act up
Getting
a gangsta get up in it, Dream
Every time I go around, shawty love me down
Run off on me like click clack, throw it out like take that
She make it do what
feel no ways
But you don't
Feel the same
You back down quickly when its up (listen)
Aye yi yi
Please don't try yi yi
Blick on side ide ide
Click clack
[Ice Cube]
It's a man's world, but check the girl
With the Mac 11, 187
Hit the switch, front, back, side to side
Corner to corner, punk you
put on ya son
Ice Cube has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house fellows are crooks
So I get jealous looks
They keep thinkin did my hair
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