Luyện nghe bài hát Click Clack

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

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

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

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

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

3:]
Dey call me Nicki M., hard to 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
Your too to get up on one of my songs
U gotta deal, cause u was givn up da coochie prolly, but I'll arrange one hit like oochie
And u'll be gon to November like Wyclef, I hold weight & I ain't bout Biceps
I rep Queens like da crown, wen I'm in da town, ask Yung Joc... goin down
Kisses to my bitches and my niggas, pound
June, turn me up... mic check... how I
Bitches don't kno da half, like dey flucked at math, a fuck 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 only reach for the heat if you're [? ]
So I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Clcak mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin