Текст песни Ca$h Money Click - 4 My Click (Street)
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[ INTRO: Mic Geronimo ]Yeah yeah`94 styleCa$h Money ClickRepresentinJa RuleNemesisChris BlackGet money[ VERSE 1: Nemesis ]Ca$h Money Click flips like acrobats over tracksSummersaultin on DATs and dropped off waxSurprise, it`s the nigga with the red eyesI stay high with infrared seein through all y`all small guysNiggas get nervous, got sweat in your palmsI predict more downfall than Sly Stone`s momsThe fugitive runnin, crazed nigga with the knifeIll trife, got muthafuckas runnin for they lifeTotin down off of herbs and a fortyRecollect enough styles up in my ???? with my shortieWho got, the shit that`s hot (the Click)I`m on the block, we`re guardin spots, rockin niggas` knotsSo check us like illogic, some say I`m sinisterSizzling, in the summertime when I be settin the Subliminals, going through your mentalsFuckin niggas` heads up, leavin em in critical[ CHORUS: Mic Geronimo ]It`s for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, andIt`s for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, andIt`s for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, andIt`s for my Click, nigga, Ca$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 everydayThat`s why we sling rocks and all relate with them A.K.`sStraight reachin to all them niggas hustlin on the blocksPackin em glocks, sayin muthafuck the copsLleyo`s a street nigga`s main occupationCaught sleep in the game, the morgue`s your destinationSo go ahead with your badself, niggaI`m knockin dicks in the dirt with this one fingerWine be fine, what the fuck, so is crime, niggaRoll a zhigge zhigge and blaze on the trigger, niggaShow no shame when you`re caught up in this gameMaintain, but never strain flow with the blowCause in this trade you`re full of tricks and surprisesDownfall and rises, the Click enterprisesSettin 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, worldwidePeace to the East Side, West Side, nigga riiiiide..Check out the way it`s goin down in the undergroundThe Click is packin four-poundsA full pressure, nothin settlin for lessEliminatin stress, 550 for a TecNow it`s time to move, stick and stackNemesis, Black, keep your hand on your gatCause it`is like that, the ghetto`s been good but it`s ruggedTrue to the game, muthafucka, I`ma thug itAnd make it happen, on stage or in the streetsPut down your micro rhymin ?????? beatsIf your shit`s real all you fake niggas know the dealSteal a bone from a dog and your cap get peeledBy CMC, RIP, emergencyAll praise is due to Ja Rule and Ca$h Money[ CHORUS ][ OUTRO: Mic Geronimo ]Yeah yeahUknowmsayin?3 brand new waysTo get nothin but moneyHa-haYeah yeahOne love[ CHORUS ]Yeah (yeah)Muthafucka (muthafucka)