Luyện nghe bài hát Click Clack

I was taught reach for the heat if you busting
So when lift this shirt the end of discussion
Click motherfuckers, I ain't trying to hear nothing
Click clack motherfuckers, I trying to hear nothing

snitch niggaz give police clues to watch
Well, I'ma give them faggot news to watch
My trigger niggaz out they shoes and socks
I guarantee I won't you if I use the dot

I'm Thugga motherfucker, best respect my G
Or they gon' say they name R.I.P.
How dare you niggaz tissue slugs 'bout me
'Cause I'm a get to show ya how thug I be

And I give a fuck what set you claim
They got rich niggaz that blow out
Just 'cause you from the projects don't you hard
Most of them hoods repping ain't seen you broads

I was taught reach for the heat if you busting
So when this shirt that's the end of discussion
Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to nothing
clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying 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 of robbery
Ain't no Studio, Tupac and P
For watch there's a glock, come shop with me

DVDs the closest you get to TV
BE or MT, the world done see me
'VH1 Behind The Scenes', there's to be a three-peat
So keep on your part and others try and defeat me

Strap the movie, better yet the sequel
Strap Before Rap, call that the prequel
I ya wit the pen, there shall be none equal
But since he ain't it, that makes him more lethal

I was taught only for the heat if you busting
So when lift shirt that's the end of discussion
Click clack motherfuckers, I trying to hear nothing
clack motherfuckers, I ain't trying to hear nothing now
Don't make me it on ya, on ya, on ya, ya hear me?
Don't me pull it on ya, on ya, on ya

I was taught reach 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
If you smart you gon' hit the running and ducking

A lot of rap niggaz be trying to hard
Knowing well that they lying and they fraud
They talk that hard shit when somebody record
When there's beef in the streets they run to their body

I'm still a nigga, you can catch me on the block
And I'm the club you can catch me wit the glock
I know them jackass plotting to catch me wit a knot
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 shirt that's the end of discussion
Click clack motherfuckers, I ain't to hear nothing
Click clack motherfuckers, I trying to hear nothing now
Don't make me it on ya, on ya, on ya, ya hear me?
make me pull it on ya, on ya, on ya