Click Clack - 40 Cal., A-Mafia

Dipset, Skeme, Let’s get it poppin

Told niggas 3 verses ago ya not fuckin wit me

(Verse 1 40 Cal)

Look, I’m no argue critic I spark the biscuit

That’ll throw back more caps than starter fitteds

I’m from Harlem, Lenox where cars a kitted

Where niggas a borrow ya gun just to rob you wit it

See you could put out ya DVDs to help yo ass

But it’s like a mobile home cause ya trailer trash

Thats why I sell work and melt the bags

Cause the dimes so big it’s lookin like Alka Seltzer tabs

And the customers know that ya bubblin slow

Before the movie I been had hustle and flow

That’s why I double my dough and keepin my game tight

Shoppin spree cop a key re-up the same night

Yo Killa I don’t think they readin my name right

Cause it don’t take a genius to see that i’m way nice

I pop, pop, pop that thing

When I rhyme call me the rewind that king

Wit a combat swing and a nine that bling

I get signed by fall and drop by spring

(Chorus)

What, What, What you wanna talk about

What, What, What you wanna talk about

We see em (Where) We leavin (Yea)

He schemin he be beastin

Heard he kill people we believe em

Oh shit he’s reachin (Get down)

It goes, Click Clack What you wanna talk about

Click Clack What you wanna talk about

Click Clack What you wanna talk about

Don’t make me call you out and have my niggas chalk it out

You know I stay on the grind I ain’t never late

I handle mine when it’s time I don’t hesitate

So when you see that long nine you better skate

Bottom line i’m here to get mines so get the record straight

They rock expensive necklaces 600 Benz’s and Lexus'

You don’t understand what the messege is

We roll out and swerve lanes huned thousand on the bird chain

Nigga it’s Purple City Byrd Gang

Yea i hope you heard man what i’m talkin bout

Eagle surroundin you get back when the hawk is out

Me im what New York is about

Ain’t no singin here the king is here

Cling to ya chair imma do my thing this year

So much bling in here it might hurt ya eyes

I’m the first to ride my gangsta is certified

I’m on point like a hollow tip

My niggas swallow Crist you wanna get money then dummy follow this

(Chorus)

We see em (Where) We leavin (Yea)

He schemin he be beastin

Heard he kill people we believe em

Oh shit he’s reachin (Get down)

It goes, Click Clack What you wanna talk about (Nuffin)

Click Clack What you wanna talk about (Nuffin)

Click Clack What you wanna talk about (Yea)

Don’t make me call you out and have my niggas chalk it out

(Verse 3 40 Cal)

Look, I’ll put you in a body cast Glad lock body bag

Laugh and probably brag that’s how I lolly gag

I’m the truth with no polygraph shotty blast

Spaz and skate wit ya ice wit no hockey mask

I play Jason Diddy bop wit my cocky ass

The dime on the block more brolic than Oxy pads

Thats the punchline they comin like boxin jabs

Some niggas like 40 got an adoption swag

Niggas see me play follow the rapper

Go to the store and cop them a bottle of swagger

Ma next time you see a nigga holla’n at ya

Don’t need a oxygen mask to realize that he gassed ya

Up like his life real a couple of ice grills a get a nigga hit wit the truck

wit the spike grill, ILL

I give a fuck how ya life feel

All i’m worried bout is blood fuckin up the nice wheels, chill