Click Clack by M.R King A-K Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I've never let a beef go, or so I've demonstrated
Find the issue huh? Then it's marinated
1 year, 2 years, 3 years or fucking 10
Forgive no cunt (never) I won't forget
Time ain't shit when you've spent years in the pen
I was in a cell, locked up solitary
Got money cunts? I've planned it 100 times
100 murders I'll watch you lose 100 lives
Disrespect me and I won't bark back
Snitching on myself before I kill you I ain't like that
I'll be in the stash-house greasing up the moving parts
On my favorite gun, then I'll shove it up your fucking ass
Click clack bang bang now your inside out
Guts on the wall run your chest through your mouth (Rrah)
[Chorus]
Whatcha gonna do when my gang rolls through?
All that yip yap, click clack won't stop a bullet bitch
Let the bullets rip fuck the chest yeah we hit that click clack
Bang bang you're on the ground bitch
[Verse 2]
Grew up a nice kid but i was different
Didn't have no friends but i was gifted
Little hitter aged up then my brain changed up
Fell in love with money and my heart yeah it raised up
For fifty bucks wouldn't hesitate to stab a man
Time equals money so I'm taking every bit I can
Kicking in doors shoot the cunt while he's on the can
If the gun jams then i'll kill you with my hands
With a knife with a blade with an axe any way i can
I'm a bad guy, with a bad mind, ain't no movie this is real life
The villain in the story he ends up on top
With the best fans in the world the diamonds on his watch
This music is gangsta kids don't listen to it
Shawty go from straight A's to armed robbs busting shots
Hating on the squad you can suck my fucking cock
Because the ring on my pinky worth more than what you got
One phone call will shut down any spot
[Chorus]
Whatcha gonna do when my gang rolls through?
All that yip yap, click clack won't stop a bullet bitch
Let the bullets rip fuck the chest yeah we hit that click clack
Bang bang you're on the ground bitch
Whatcha gonna do when my gang rolls through?
All that yip yap, click clack won't stop a bullet bitch
Let the bullets rip fuck the chest yeah we hit that click clack
Bang bang you're on the ground bitch
I've never let a beef go, or so I've demonstrated
Find the issue huh? Then it's marinated
1 year, 2 years, 3 years or fucking 10
Forgive no cunt (never) I won't forget
Time ain't shit when you've spent years in the pen
I was in a cell, locked up solitary
Got money cunts? I've planned it 100 times
100 murders I'll watch you lose 100 lives
Disrespect me and I won't bark back
Snitching on myself before I kill you I ain't like that
I'll be in the stash-house greasing up the moving parts
On my favorite gun, then I'll shove it up your fucking ass
Click clack bang bang now your inside out
Guts on the wall run your chest through your mouth (Rrah)
[Chorus]
Whatcha gonna do when my gang rolls through?
All that yip yap, click clack won't stop a bullet bitch
Let the bullets rip fuck the chest yeah we hit that click clack
Bang bang you're on the ground bitch
[Verse 2]
Grew up a nice kid but i was different
Didn't have no friends but i was gifted
Little hitter aged up then my brain changed up
Fell in love with money and my heart yeah it raised up
For fifty bucks wouldn't hesitate to stab a man
Time equals money so I'm taking every bit I can
Kicking in doors shoot the cunt while he's on the can
If the gun jams then i'll kill you with my hands
With a knife with a blade with an axe any way i can
I'm a bad guy, with a bad mind, ain't no movie this is real life
The villain in the story he ends up on top
With the best fans in the world the diamonds on his watch
This music is gangsta kids don't listen to it
Shawty go from straight A's to armed robbs busting shots
Hating on the squad you can suck my fucking cock
Because the ring on my pinky worth more than what you got
One phone call will shut down any spot
[Chorus]
Whatcha gonna do when my gang rolls through?
All that yip yap, click clack won't stop a bullet bitch
Let the bullets rip fuck the chest yeah we hit that click clack
Bang bang you're on the ground bitch
Whatcha gonna do when my gang rolls through?
All that yip yap, click clack won't stop a bullet bitch
Let the bullets rip fuck the chest yeah we hit that click clack
Bang bang you're on the ground bitch