Luyện nghe bài hát 4 My Click (street)

[ Mic Geronimo ]
yeah
'94
Ca$h Money

Ja

Chris
Get

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

[ 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
It's for my Click, nigga, Ca$h Money

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

[ 2: Chris Black ]
Shit is fucked up and it gets worse
That's why we sling rocks and all with them A.K.'s
Straight reachin to all them hustlin on the blocks
em glocks, sayin muthafuck the cops
Lleyo's a street nigga's main
Caught in the game, the morgue's your destination
So go ahead with your badself,
I'm dicks in the dirt with this one finger
be fine, what the fuck, so is crime, nigga
Roll a zhigge zhigge and blaze on the trigger,
Show no shame you're caught up in this game
Maintain, but never strain with the blow
Cause in trade you're full of tricks and surprises
and rises, the Click enterprises
Settin for nothin less, why
no turnin back, get caught up in this bloody mess

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[ 3: Ja Rule ]
Big shouts to my thug niggas,
Peace to the East Side, Side, nigga riiiiide..
out the way it's goin down in the underground
The Click is four-pounds
A full pressure, nothin settlin for
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
True to the game, muthafucka, I'ma it
And make it happen, on or in the streets
Put down your rhymin ?????? beats
If your shit's all you fake niggas know the deal
Steal a from a dog and your cap get peeled
By CMC, RIP,
All praise is due to Ja Rule and Money

[ ]

[ Mic Geronimo ]
yeah

3 brand new
To get nothin but

Yeah
One

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(yeah)
(muthafucka