Luyện nghe bài hát 4 My Click (street)

[ INTRO: Mic ]
Yeah
'94
Ca$h Click

Ja

Chris
Get

[ 1: Nemesis ]
Ca$h Money Click like acrobats over tracks
on DATs and dropped off wax
Surprise, it's the with the red eyes
I stay high with infrared seein through all y'all guys
Niggas get nervous, got sweat in palms
I predict more downfall than Sly moms
The fugitive runnin, crazed nigga with the
Ill trife, got muthafuckas for they life
Totin off of herbs and a forty
Recollect enough styles up in my ???? with my
Who got, the that's hot (the Click)
I'm on the block, guardin spots, rockin niggas' knots
So check us illogic, some say I'm sinister
Sizzling, in the summertime I be settin the
Subliminals, going through your
Fuckin niggas' heads up, leavin em in

[ CHORUS: Mic ]
It's for my Click, nigga, but my Click, and
for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, and
It's for my Click, nigga, but my Click, and
for my Click, nigga, Ca$h Money Click

(I represent my click like a four-pound) --> Keith

[ VERSE 2: Chris ]
Shit is up and it gets worse everyday
That's why we sling rocks and all relate them A.K.'s
Straight reachin to all them niggas hustlin on the
Packin em glocks, sayin the cops
a street nigga's main occupation
Caught in the game, the morgue's your destination
So go with your badself, nigga
I'm dicks in the dirt with this one finger
be fine, what the fuck, so is crime, nigga
Roll a zhigge and blaze on the trigger, nigga
Show no shame when you're caught up in game
Maintain, but strain flow with the blow
Cause in this trade you're of tricks and surprises
Downfall and rises, the Click
for nothin less, why fess?
Ain't no back, get caught up in this bloody mess

[ ]

[ VERSE 3: Ja ]
Big to my thug niggas, worldwide
Peace to the East Side, West Side, riiiiide..
Check out the way it's down in the underground
The is packin four-pounds
A full pressure, settlin for less
stress, 550 for a Tec
Now time to move, stick and stack
Nemesis, Black, keep your hand on gat
Cause it'is like that, the ghetto's been good but it's
to the game, muthafucka, I'ma thug it
And it happen, on stage or in the streets
Put down your rhymin ?????? beats
If your real all you fake niggas know the deal
Steal a bone from a dog and your cap get
By CMC, RIP,
All praise is due to Ja Rule and Money

[ ]

[ Mic Geronimo ]
yeah

3 brand new
To get but money

Yeah
One

[ ]

(yeah)
(muthafucka