Ca$h Money Click - 4 My Click (Street) - Sözleri

[ INTRO: Mic Geronimo ]

Yeah yeah

'94 style

Ca$h Money Click

Representin

Ja Rule

Nemesis

Chris Black

Get money



[ VERSE 1: Nemesis ]

Ca$h Money Click flips like acrobats over tracks

Summersaultin on DATs and dropped off wax

Surprise, it's the nigga with the red eyes

I stay high with infrared seein through all y'all small guys

Niggas get nervous, got sweat in your palms

I predict more downfall than Sly Stone's moms

The fugitive runnin, crazed nigga with the knife

Ill trife, got muthafuckas runnin for they life

Totin down off of herbs and a forty

Recollect enough styles up in my ???? with my shortie

Who got, the shit that's hot (the Click)

I'm on the block, we're guardin spots, rockin niggas' knots

So check us like illogic, some say I'm sinister

Sizzling, in the summertime when I be settin the 

Subliminals, going through your mentals

Fuckin niggas' heads up, leavin em in critical



[ CHORUS: Mic Geronimo ]

It's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, and

It's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, and

It's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, and

It's for my Click, nigga, Ca$h Money Click



(I represent my click like a four-pound)	--> Keith Murray



[ VERSE 2: Chris Black ]

Shit is fucked up and it gets worse everyday

That's why we sling rocks and all relate with them A.K.'s

Straight reachin to all them niggas hustlin on the blocks

Packin em glocks, sayin muthafuck the cops

Lleyo's a street nigga's main occupation

Caught sleep in the game, the morgue's your destination

So go ahead with your badself, nigga

I'm knockin dicks in the dirt with this one finger

Wine be fine, what the fuck, so is crime, nigga

Roll a zhigge zhigge and blaze on the trigger, nigga

Show no shame when you're caught up in this game

Maintain, but never strain flow with the blow

Cause in this trade you're full of tricks and surprises

Downfall and rises, the Click enterprises

Settin for nothin less, why fess?

Ain't no turnin back, get caught up in this bloody mess



[ CHORUS ]



[ VERSE 3: Ja Rule ]

Big shouts to my thug niggas, worldwide

Peace to the East Side, West Side, nigga riiiiide..

Check out the way it's goin down in the underground

The Click is packin four-pounds

A full pressure, nothin settlin for less

Eliminatin stress, 550 for a Tec

Now it's time to move, stick and stack

Nemesis, Black, keep your hand on your gat

Cause it'is like that, the ghetto's been good but it's rugged

True to the game, muthafucka, I'ma thug it

And make it happen, on stage or in the streets

Put down your micro rhymin ?????? beats

If your shit's real all you fake niggas know the deal

Steal a bone from a dog and your cap get peeled

By CMC, RIP, emergency

All praise is due to Ja Rule and Ca$h Money



[ CHORUS ]



[ OUTRO: Mic Geronimo ]

Yeah yeah

Uknowmsayin?

3 brand new ways

To get nothin but money

Ha-ha



Yeah yeah

One love



[ CHORUS ]



Yeah (yeah)

Muthafucka (muthafucka


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