Lyrics:
told her give me throat
And if she choke won't call her next day
I can give a fuck so wassup I don't relay
Click clack pow your guisada on the side pave
Watch em run and yell b**** n**** tuck your tail
Click-Clack (Bah! Bah!) throw the Glock in the canal
You know young'n keep it real so you gotta respect
then draws
On my dick
Better get my balls
You can't cross my line
I get tens across
Run that check
Or Nigga get these paws
Click clack clack
Not a thing
running
He herd the click clack
That how we coming
My body cold
Ice where my wrist at
Suicide doors
I’m talking slit slat
It rains it poors
Took me
Click clack he gone dis chop is weighing a ton
Yea he mad cause she singin my songs
Chopin heads like I work at salons
Im in this money like
click the shit back (clack, clack clack)
This is the deal, you get on the floor, lay in the grass
Had me handcuffed, take two puffs of the kush
I see
niggas out there (yeah)
I got my motherfuckin' homeboys in the house(Throwin' up the W)
My nigga Ice Cube, Mack 10 (Throwin' up the W)
Back to set
niggas out there (yeah)
I got my motherfuckin' homeboys in the house(Throwin' up the W)
My nigga Ice Cube, Mack 10 (Throwin' up the W)
Back to set
for broke till I broke the bank
You wanna be captain, but your flows are rank
I bust bars, bust bars like a loaded tank
And know it's click-clack boom
I
아니야 이해 다 술에 취해
피해망상 웃기네 끼리끼리 그러고 있네
Please take a break 돌아봐 자신 상태는 toxic
흉내 내는 click clack bang 지겹네 wack shit
Keepin' it gangsta? 필요해 rappers
Where
Westside Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It¹s the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh
Bangladesh, crouched
Over his MacBook, cocks his head to
The side the engineer, Cruz, who
Has been dropping ice cubes into the
Base of an enormous hookah
Puts
And everywhere I go it's a must, I keep it ghetto
[Chorus: x 2]
Ice Cube: Cause if you fuck with us we leave scars
Mack 10: Motherfucker crime pays in 10
Spaced out see the veil of commitment
Great doubt they predict the resentment
All these rappers talk about a click clack
Spilling brains on the tarmac
the hip-hop junkie startin static
Now I'm rolling up cypress hill
Letting niggas have it
Got these wannabe thugs up
Load my slugs up
Hey yo back up cube
and sippin gin
We puff trees, we smoke 'em by the ounce
We hit the studio and then bounce
We on some nigga shit, Nigga shit
Click shit, big figure shit,
If you ain't got that dough
I'll click clack blow and kick down doors
I roll backwood trees with that emerald green
When I'm on the scene, chillin with
back
Cause when you come back niggas always click clack
Write my own shit, yeah my raps be the trap
Niggas they all cap and you know that’s a fact
Niggas
neck
I got 15 bows
& imma get em gone by sunset
I got drums bro got sticks
We den made a drumset
Stopped to get ice cubes for my lean
She asking are we
these streets
Through worse or through better health, survivin' by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen
We as Samaritans, what do we get us in?
throwin' leaks
Puttin' bitches in there clicks
Kaze in this motherfuck
Down we Prophet click
Clack boom doom for you hatas and you realas
Mossberg
chitty bang
Follow me my nigga cuz I know where they hang
Chitty chitty bang bang
Chitty chitty bang
Stand back click clack, watch me do my thang
Chitty
Westside Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It¹s the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh
ou what a view
Nasty
I do em all nasty
Got yo bitch nasty
Click clack nasty
Nasty
Word around town I'm the op nigga
You gone talk some shit you get
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