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We all in together now, birds of the feather now, jus' bought a plane so we change in the weather now. We in the red light district! Motherfucker You don't know me like that!
I'm fuckin' mo', niggas than Napster Cause youse a trick and your Ghost Rider is Casper I heard you lost on Fear Factor Cause you couldn't swallow deez nuts, big as a ucenje engleskog jezika konverzacija online dating You dumb bitch, think I'm an actor And a nigga couldn't get close enough to slap her Ice Cube, understand it's real I'm the nigga of steel, got you Killin at Will Got my nigga a deal, he tried to fuck me and steal I love the nigga but he now feelin the chill It's West coast West coast East coast East coast South side South side worldwide worldwide North side North side let's ride let's ride Let's do it 'til God and the devil collide, come on!
Cause I'll prove it, scratch off the music, like hey little stupid, don't make me looose it!
I ain't for that walk! I wanna have a good time and enjoy my Jack. Family off the streets, made my homies put the baggies back. Make one false move, I'll take you down. The red light district! That's why I pack a mack, that'll crack a back, cause on my waist, there's more heat than the shaq-attack!
Click, Clack - Get Back Lyrics
It's the knick-knack-patty-whack still riding cadillacs. Sent him on his way cause I ain't for that talk, and no trips to the county. Motherfucker You don't know me like that.
Don't you see we in the club? Turn me up a little bit, on the mic [Chorus] I flip shit for gangbang niggas I talk shit for insane niggas I got a clip for you strange niggas Click clack, get back, 'fore you niggas feel that [repeat Chorus] Understand, I come from South Central Muthafuckers don't know what I been through I keep my muthafuckin heat in my igloo And it's lookin for some meat it can get through Fuck with me, there will be agony In these streets, it will be a tragedy Can't you see, it ain't no fag in me If it was I woulda joined the Academy [Chorus] Click clack, get back, 'fore you niggas feel that [4X] [Ice Cube] Get back, y'all better get the fuck back I never take shit from rappers I turn them, muthafuckers into cadavers Ka-plow!
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We split like 2 pins at the end of a lane, we'll knock out your spotlight and put end to your fame. Ee-Ee Whoo-Whoo I ain't playin' around.
So put your brakes on, cats put your capes on, and knock off your block, get dropped, and have your face blown.
DON'T get swung on, swung on. The red light district.
Ice Cube — Click, Clack - Get Back!
I know it's been a little while since I've been out the house, but now I'm here. Still snaggin' plaques yepstill action-packed yepand dope. Holding DTP pinned at the end of yo' chain, and put the booty of a swish at the end of a flaamme.
I can't hear nothing you sayin' or spittin', so what's up? But I ain't speakin' about ballin', jus' thinkin' about brawlin' 'til y'all start ballin'.