Get it, got it, good in the hood, shit's all good, so I knocked on wood Got to her crib, drank some crown, laid me down, showed me the goods Then, knock
it on the bush let it burn like Usher Click, click, bang you can end the discussion Ain't shit sweet cause I seen you unpleasant I steal would spray broad day
the feeling I've forgotten if the hoes wanna snap I straight up check the hoe, really doe To the crib Chorus Verse two: ak-47, belo Seven deuce five
they want a verse Now it's gonna hurt but you niggaz caused pain I'm a put it in ya back with my Mississippi mac That's it bitch have a good day! It's
Chorus: {u.n.l.v.} 211s at night 187s in the day light Nigga we just don't give a fuck 211s at night 187s in the day light Nigga we just don't give a
bridge fools posted up Choppin' game conversatin' gettin' toast up Leanin' against my seamless convertible tops and boosted cleaners Them Click boys mobbin' deep in cuts, actin' meanest The good
For one more member who had business back in town But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts Well, the next day was hangin' day And
ground For one more member who had business back in town But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts The next day was hangin' day, the
, now they want a verse Now it's gonna hurt but you niggaz caused pain I'm a put it in ya back with my Mississippi mac That's it bitch have a good day
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click we ba -a -all Gold teeth niggas comin strait from no -o -orth Every day we hustlin just like rick ro -o -oss Every day we strugglin and every day
resurrect the dead) Understand, I watched you go through a lot of trials and tribulations But you know something like I used to always tell you, baby A good listener's a good
ground For one more member who had business back in town But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts The next day was hangin' day the
't got it like that Hell naw, we takin' the hood back We in the club like it's good, in the hood and you a rat Click clack, motherfucker, we takin' the
up in the air Splash the crisp John Micks, a millionaire Anutha day, anutha dolla Anutha day, anutha dolla Anutha day, anutha dolla Anutha day, anutha dolla My fortune five
remorse, I'm gettin' five in the source I be saddle back biting motherfuckers like a horse Turn and toss, niggaz all up in my applesauce Watch me reinforce, my shit feel good
I dream all day Till I am free the clock is slow I'm in overload but I'd rather take it easy It's school all week Till i get home Just You and me some
I'm bout my change cousin I can spend a grand a day like it ain't nuttin Cause I got money to blow I can spend a mill a day and be far from broke ya heard