I was taught only for the heat if you busting So when lift this that's the end of discussion Click motherfuckers, I ain't trying to hear nothing Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to hear
When niggaz give police clues to watch Well, give them faggot niggaz news to watch My trigger blow out they shoes and socks I guarantee I miss 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 tissue slugs 'bout me 'Cause I'm a get to show ya how thug I be
And I don't give a fuck set you claim They got rich that blow out brains Just 'cause you from the projects mean you hard Most of them hoods y'all repping ain't seen you
I was taught reach for the heat 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 trying to hear nothing now make 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 Ain't no Studio, Tupac and P For every watch there's a glock, come with me
Hood DVDs the you get to TV BE or MT, the whole world see me 'VH1 Behind The Scenes', 'bout to be a three-peat So on rewinding your part and others try and defeat me
like the movie, better yet the sequel Strap Rap, we'll call that the prequel I told ya wit the pen, there be none equal But since he write it, that makes him more lethal
I was only reach for the heat if you busting So when lift this that's the end of discussion Click motherfuckers, I ain't trying to hear nothing Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to hear 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
I was only reach for the heat if you busting So when lift this shirt the end of discussion Click clack motherfuckers, I trying to hear nothing If you smart you gon' hit the running and ducking
A lot of rap niggaz be trying to hard Knowing damn well they lying and they fraud They talk that hard shit when press record there's beef in the streets they run to their body guard
I'm still a hood nigga, you can catch me on the And when I'm the club you can catch me wit the I know them jackass plotting trying to catch me wit a But we see if them laws can come catch me when he's shot
I was only reach for the heat if you busting So when lift this that's the end of discussion Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to 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