Tha clicka

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Rat-tat-at-tat
Pop, pop, pop
I click to my crack sack on my stash spot
 
Golden ring 30 scarats in my fingaz
Tha scared rats fear my fingaz on da triggaz
Low fade, low cap brim
If ya lowridaz three wheel motion
Keep it leanin'
 
Bitch suck my cock Hard as rock
Dopeboyz Pack ya shit to ya dope stock
I ain't tired to click
I hustle as a reaper
Cuz my real thang's pushin' as clicka
 
Jiggin' up clocks
Whiles bitches wanna gimme they heads
If ya punk ass dropped a dime
Ya ass 'ready wet
 
Luv fo' tha ho's house and hatin' tha jail
Caught dealin' my racks, and snortin' my yayo
Let my socket plugged in ( my Dick in some ho' ass )
Bitches kno' what i mean
She don't give his neck to bitch-niggas
It only work wit real clickas

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CannonBlast2
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