Lyrics:
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 grow?
Will
'til a gangsta get up in it, Dream
Every time I come around, shawty love me down
Run up on me like click clack, my gun out like take that
She make
get them things 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'
shit back
If I get mad, I might hit you with the click clack
Take you to the dreamscape and that is where you'll get trapped
I see right through the act
Clutch
They saying is that c sox from Vietnam
That nigga drangous (Oh nooooo)
My Brazy life in the truck (YG)
Hell yeah I keep the pistol tuck (Ice Cube
you fuckin' wit?
Ice Cube is the lick, West side is the click
(Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)
Ice Cube is the lick, West side is the click
back, bust back
I bust at a dumb rat, dumb rat
If you bustin’ I bust back, bust back
Click clack, click clack, click clack
If you frontin’ then get back
back, bust back
I bust at a dumb rat, dumb rat
If you bustin’ I bust back, bust back
Click clack, click clack, click clack
If you frontin’ then get back
in disguise
Been hypmotized since '85 with gansta shit
All you niggas get live and represent my click
Got bits and pieces on my mind commin'
wrong it's a must I get my
Hands on some dead presidents
Can't be hesitant 'cause the game goes on
To fuck with Ice Cube
You gotta shit talk, big talk,
aight, but he ain't got it like that
Hell naw, we takin' the hood back
We in the club like it's good, in the hood and you a rat
Click clack
get them things 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'
in disguise
Been hypmotized since '85 with gansta shit
All you niggas get live and represent my click
Got bits and pieces on my mind commin'
niggas out there
I got my motherfuckin homeboys in the house
("Throwin up the W")
My nigga Ice Cube
("Throwin up the W") , Mack 10
Back to set the record
fall back
Need my permission like I am a hall pass
Did a drive-by then we in car crashed
12 on the way
Get rid of the car stash
Uh uh uh uh
Ya
I really
a flapjack
A stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
Just call me Jack Kerouac
Click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a packamack
Pattacake,
Tic Tac
Time it running call it tic tac
Fucking with me you get the click clack
Got your bitch you better come back
Better not wait cause
Tic Tac
all on deck fool so put your heat up
I stay on deck so me don't get wet
(ice cube)
Look my nigga, we can scatter like buckshots
Let's get
wrist, look like a package of piss
Looked like they pissed, in a ice cube tray
Put it in the freezer, so by the next day
They could put it on my wrist,
In the beemer truck
Rolling up
Turn your speakers up
Click clacks in the trunk
Better duck if you know it's us
West side throw it up
Family ties
I
chances are ima dub that
Shoot my shot click-clack pull the thing back
My top might drop
And my chain may shine
But no amount of money gon make me blind
Like some loose leaf
Click clack pow
No Uzi
No Uzi
Yeah I feel feel like Bruce lee
You can get all these hands
No Uzi
Fruit ninja with the slice
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Hop out the van
I'm on a new wave
Walk through my city
I'm on a new wave
Hunched back click clack
Keep it cool, ayy
Running
[Voicemail]
Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system
[Ice Cube]
Ice Cube.
[Voicemail]
He's not available to page
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