Cash Money Click lyrics
Cash Money Click lyrics
"4 My Click Lyrics"
Aint Nuttin But Music Lyrics
Eminem] its shit like this i kick to these rich white kids who just mite see how fucked up this sick life is whoops i did it again, didnt i? my shit, its harder to figure out then what britneys tit size is i probably pissed u off again, didnt i bitch? grab christina gaguilera, kiss my grits do u know how many shits i give, i wish i did so i could quit givin these twisted little k
Eminem] its shit like this i kick to these rich white kids who just mite see how fucked up this sick life is whoops i did it again, didnt i? my shit, its harder to figure out then what britneys tit size is i probably pissed u off again, didnt i bitch? grab christina gaguilera, kiss my grits do u know how many shits i give, i wish i did so i could quit givin these twisted little k
[ INTRO: Mic Geronimo ]
Yeah yeah
'94 style
Ca$h Money Click
Representin
Ja Rule
Nemesis
Chris Black
Get money
[ VERSE 1: Nemesis ]
Ca$h Money Click flips like acrobats over tracks
Summersaultin on DATs and dropped off wax
Surprise, it's the nigga with the red eyes
I stay high with infrared seein through all y'all small guys
Niggas get nervous, got sweat in your palms
I predict more downfall than Sly Stone's moms
The fugitive runnin, crazed nigga with the knife
Ill trife, got muthafuckas runnin for they life
Totin down off of herbs and a forty
Recollect enough styles up in my ???? with my shortie
Who got, the shit that's hot (the Click)
I'm on the block, we're guardin spots, rockin niggas' knots
Troubled Waters Lyrics
( Arthur johnson & sam coslow ) I must be One of the devil's daughters They look at me with scorn I'll never hear their horn Sometimes It's like being in chains Sometimes I hang my head In chains When people see me They scandalize my name I'm going down To the devil's daughter I'm gonna drown In that troubled water It's coming
So check us like illogic, some say I'm sinister ( Arthur johnson & sam coslow ) I must be One of the devil's daughters They look at me with scorn I'll never hear their horn Sometimes It's like being in chains Sometimes I hang my head In chains When people see me They scandalize my name I'm going down To the devil's daughter I'm gonna drown In that troubled water It's coming
Sizzling, in the summertime when I be settin the
Subliminals, going through your mentals
Fuckin niggas' heads up, leavin em in critical
[ CHORUS: Mic Geronimo ]
It's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, and
It's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, and
It's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, and
It's for my Click, nigga, Ca$h Money Click
(I represent my click like a four-pound) --> Keith Murray
[ VERSE 2: Chris Black ]
Shit is fucked up and it gets worse everyday
That's why we sling rocks and all relate with them A.K.'s
Straight reachin to all them niggas hustlin on the blocks
Packin em glocks, sayin muthafuck the cops
Lleyo's a street nigga's main occupation
Caught sle
I Don't Wann Be Lyrics
I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son I don't need to be anything other than a specialist's son I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind I'm tired of looking 'ro
p in the game, the morgue's your destination I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son I don't need to be anything other than a specialist's son I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind I'm tired of looking 'ro
So go ahead with your badself, nigga
I'm knockin dicks in the dirt with this one finger
Wine be fine, what the fuck, so is crime, nigga
Roll a zhigge zhigge and blaze on the trigger, nigga
Show no shame when you're caught up in this game
Maintain, but never strain flow with the blow
Cause in this trade you're full of tricks and surprises
Downfall and rises, the Click enterprises
Settin for nothin less, why fess?
Ain't no turnin back, get caught up in this bloody mess
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3: Ja Rule ]
Big shouts to my thug niggas, worldwide
Peace to the East Side, West Side, nigga riiiiide..
Check out the way it's goin down in the underground
The Click is packin four-pounds
A full pressure, not
Ghost Of A Chance Lyrics
(Lari White/Chuck Jones) I've got my arms around the sweetest love I've ever found It's something I'd fight to hold onto But I'm giving in, this is a battle I can't win I've done all that I can do She's still standing in the dark at the edge of your heart Calling up the way things used to be And I'm standing in the light, ready to fight If I could only see the ene
hin settlin for less (Lari White/Chuck Jones) I've got my arms around the sweetest love I've ever found It's something I'd fight to hold onto But I'm giving in, this is a battle I can't win I've done all that I can do She's still standing in the dark at the edge of your heart Calling up the way things used to be And I'm standing in the light, ready to fight If I could only see the ene
Eliminatin stress, 550 for a Tec
Now it's time to move, stick and stack
Nemesis, Black, keep your hand on your gat
Cause it'is like that, the ghetto's been good but it's rugged
True to the game, muthafucka, I'ma thug it
And make it happen, on stage or in the streets
Put down your micro rhymin ?????? beats
If your shit's real all you fake niggas know the deal
Steal a bone from a dog and your cap get peeled
By CMC, RIP, emergency
All praise is due to Ja Rule and Ca$h Money
[ CHORUS ]
[ OUTRO: Mic Geronimo ]
Yeah yeah
Uknowmsayin?
3 brand new ways
To get nothin but money
Ha-ha
Yeah yeah
One love
[ CHORUS ]
Yeah (yeah)
Muthafucka (muthafucka