Luyện nghe bài hát Click Clack

Alot of rap be trynna play hard
I was told only for the heat if you're [? ]
So when I lift da dats da end of discussion
Click mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear dat

1:]
They me Nicholas, style defined as ridiculous
I beg pardon, meet me at da garden
#1 draft, I'm New York's pick & I don't like dem dudes on da new york knicks... (check it)
I'm overseas rockin capris, in da west indies eatin delacasies... I tel em
Dey cain like erica... please
Brotha your money like that nigga Jeezy
These broke rappers always rappin a pink truck, I'm only happy when I hopin out da brinks truck
And I don't a 16, I got a sentence... I goes on a fucka like an entrance
These old bitches betta change dey denture, wen I get in da game they gon da benches
Fuck friendship, pay attention
Bitch get at me, I'm a pay my

Alot of rap be trynna play hard
I was told only for the heat if you're [? ]
So when I lift da shirt da end of discussion
Click mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin

2:]
DTheey call me Maraj, Fuck u & fuck squad
Head bitch in charge, I ain't bout [?]
I'm on da other line & I ain't talkin bout call
I'm VIP lil mama I jus walk in
Lil Dolce & Gabanna got dis hatin, thats why I pop up in da porch with da top vacant
Mami stop fakin, talkin bout wat u got, u ain't got NATHIN & your not
Your not my taste, get my face, I play da top like eight friends on your myspace
in a childs place... Check da timin
I roc bitches like dey up da diamond (ITS THE ROC)
You on a flight, I be on islands
Mami your sound faker den Dylan
MURDA DEM, DEM, fuck a competition, Already murda dem

Alot of rap niggas be play hard
I was told reach for the heat if you're [? ]
So I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin

3:]
Dey call me Nicki M., to find me in a sticky gin
I play da club, a thug & sum pretty friendz
And if dey got da gat, dey got da knife on
too wack to get up on one of my songs
U gotta deal, cause u was up da coochie prolly, but I'll arrange one hit like oochie wallie
And u'll be gon to November like Wyclef, I hold weight & I talkin bout Biceps
I rep like da crown, wen I'm in da town, ask Yung Joc... it's goin down
Kisses to my bitches and my niggas, getta
June, turn me up... mic check... how I
Bitches don't kno da half, like dey flucked at math, give a about a bitch & da cliique she with
Unless u doin dem like arithmetic, young nick holla bac & turn up my sht

Alot of rap be trynna play hard
I was told only reach for the if you're [? ]
So when I lift da dats da end of discussion
Clcak mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin