Ca$h Money Click 4 My Click (street) Lyrics

4 My Click (street) Lyrics

[ 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

 So check us like illogic, some say I'm sinister

 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 sleep in the game, the morgue's your destination

 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, nothin settlin for less

 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