Текст песни The Click - Get Chopped
The Click - Get Chopped слова песни
Game must be focused uponGameIf you ain`t got game you ain`t got nathin`(What you say)If you ain`t got game you ain`t got nathin`Game (Then spit it)[E-40]A nigga spent his last quadruple of cashHopin` that the plane wouldn`t crashOut smarted the task while teachin` they assBouts the other side of the grassUh, I spits the truth from the soil untoldSee 340 in ya pager, that`s the codeHit me back cause you know he`s busy off the hookPlus the hurricane ethyl got him too tookDrug instaces, penitentiary chancesCircumstances, gigantic ass live enhancementsKeep on mashin` though, don`t quitGame Related, comin` from the fuckin` Click[D-Shot]Now that I made the major leaguesPushin` big ki`sNiggas from my block ain`t tryin` to see meI came up too fast for them punks hoesNow them fools wants to kick in my doorBringin` over the change if you think that you can fuck with thisBam, pops to the dome bitchMotherfuckers hate to see a true nigga flamboastBringin` in more net than gross[Hook]They wants to kick in my spotBoom get choppedThey wanna take me for what I gotBoom get choppedThey wants to strike through my blockBoom get choppedBut I`m up on they plotBoom get chopped[E-40]Bitch, feelin` evil like Knievel lookin` for a wrenchGotta a couple screws loose like the grinchProblem child ain`t got no problem with disposin`Lose me temper, lose me cool but on the same tokenHe ain`t gon` bust a grip, man that nigga E-40 fakin`You failized I have ya whole family wear and takenPaper hatin` haters get put in they placeCrevice achin` baggers get smacked in the face[D-Shot]Niggas from the other side of town be talkin` big shitActin` like they wanna fuck with my clickBut the shit ain`t changed fuck the rap gameHillside nigga on a mission to proclaimMy motherfuckin` spot in societySouthside niggas just jealous, they doubt mePunk niggas lookin` for a reasonKick off a rucus to start the funk season[Hook][D-Shot]I fucks with ya, ya bitchNigga get rich, fool don`t you know this the clickBe the hundred SL`s what a nigga straight smashOne hundred thousand in cash[E-40]Follow the leaderTrip on how this thing gets deeperThe more I teach `em the dumber I getDizzy-izzy, hey Shot these tardy niggas kill meBut what they don`t know is I fly cerebral cortex like a frisbeeFuck `em and feed `emPistol whip they ass and bleed `emStuck `em and read `emFind out where they snooze and sleep `emYou pearl tongues need to stop workin` for the copsRot-heads don`t get no props, BEOTCH!