I was taught reach for the heat if you busting So when this shirt that's the end of discussion Click motherfuckers, I ain't trying to hear nothing Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to nothing
When snitch give police clues to watch Well, give them faggot niggaz news to watch My trigger blow niggaz out they and socks I guarantee I won't you if I use the dot
I'm Slim motherfucker, best respect my G Or they say they name after R.I.P. How dare you pussy niggaz tissue 'bout me 'Cause then I'm a get to show ya how I be
And I don't give a what set you claim They got rich niggaz that out brains Just 'cause you from the projects don't you hard Most of them hoods y'all repping seen you broads
I was taught only for the heat if you busting So when lift this shirt that's the end of Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to nothing Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't to hear nothing now Don't me pull it on ya, on ya, on ya, ya hear me? Don't make me it on ya, on ya, on ya
Big home, big car, big Whispers in the street, all the talk of no Quad Studio, Tupac and P For every watch there's a glock, come shop me
Hood the closest you get to TV BE or MT, the whole done see me 'VH1 Behind The Scenes', there's 'bout to be a So keep on your part and others try and defeat me
Strap like the movie, better yet the Strap Before Rap, we'll that the prequel I told ya wit the pen, there shall be equal But he ain't write it, that makes him more lethal
I was taught only reach for the if you busting So when lift this that's the end of discussion Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't to hear nothing Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to hear now Don't me pull it on ya, on ya, on ya, ya hear me? Don't me pull it on ya, on ya, on ya
I was taught only for the heat if you busting So when this shirt that's the end of discussion Click clack motherfuckers, I trying to hear nothing If you smart you hit the ground running and ducking
A lot of rap niggaz be to play hard Knowing damn well that they lying and they They talk that hard when somebody press record When beef in the streets they run to their body guard
I'm a hood nigga, you can catch me on the block And when I'm the you can catch me wit the glock I know them plotting trying to catch me wit a knot But we gon' see if them laws can come catch me when he's
I was taught reach for the heat if you busting So when lift this shirt that's the end of clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to hear nothing Click clack motherfuckers, I trying to hear nothing now Don't make me pull it on ya, on ya, on ya, ya me? make me pull it on ya, on ya, on ya