Ain`t No Click Lyrics

Ain`t No Click lyrics

[Tony Yayo]

Yee nigga

Fuckin back hunger for more

Tony's home

Yo Banks I told these niggas man

[Lloyd Banks]

Yall done fucked up now

Yee!

Yeeeeee!

[Tony Yayo]

Here We go



[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]



Aint no click like the one I'm with

If the drama gets thick its the guns I get (Now)

G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now)

If you aint reppin where you from this is (Down)

We gettin dough everywhere we go

And it's killin 'em slow just to hear me blow (Now)

G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now)

If you aint reppin where you from sit down



[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]



By now I know you done seen me

On your stadium or TV with three eighty on the EV

I skeet babies on your breezy

and I aint stoppin Only Jake the Jacob could freeze me

Leaves me and its bye bye gone

We got guns like Pop-eye arms

I put a ring on their finger But the rats still askin

cause theres one in all they mind Im the Rap Phil Jackson

n I built a rep for murderin every Whoo Kid, Kayslay and Big Mike

admit it the kid tight, And you aint even put up a fight

so its back to da amatures, Wrapped in ya sandwhiches

I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand with us

They hop in the van with us and clap on cameras

I hit the clubs now I'm back tourin Canada

Amongst weed smokers, and crap floor gamblers



[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]



Make sure the birds dont get brought to 'em

I watched Kobe go from the basketball court to the courtroom

Go ahead try n do me harm soldier

you'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmower

And I'll be damn if I co-sign a old snitch

that was gangbangin when jaws was a goldfish

I'm the name they all screamin on the street

for bullyin the bassline and leanin on the beat

I'm well known now so you see me on the creeps

schemin on a freak fan blade leanin on a jeep

Aint walkin with the fire, so if you say banks in ya verse then you better be
talkin bout Tyra

From PA to LA, Atlanta to Texas, Nashville to Memphis, My buzz is
tremendous

I pass thru the city slow, but the hit the gas on the silly hoe

Dumps like ass in my video



[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]



Aint no click like the one I'm with

If the drama gets thick its the guns I get (Now)

G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now)

If you aint reppin where you from this is (Down)

We gettin dough everywhere we go

And it's killin 'em slow just to hear me blow (Now)

G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now)

If you aint reppin where you from sit down



[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]



(Ayo banks let me put some work in, its been a while)



Ayo, uno, dos, tres, cuatro

my clique eat like the 12 holy apostles

And bust down models in flushed out tahoes

jewels froze look like we hit the lotto

P89, my clique filled wit hollows

stun in the club get hit with yellow bottles

Don't speak ma, if your neck dont swallow

cuz 50 push bentleys and Dre push Diablos

That Eminem money got cash in my eskro

screws Mcduck say swimmin in my cash flow

Yay rappers cracked man I got the best blow

best flow, Banks put me in the booth lets go

think like castro, Games in the lasso

dont jump in the Benz without steps on the petro

God gave me this flow so I am special and 16 bars nigga I'm finished,
finito!



[Chorus]



[Tony Yayo]



We Told YAll Muthafuckas Man!

Yall Niggas Look Like Us And Smell Like Us But Your Not Us Man!

Lloyd Banks Hunger For More!

We Back Nigga!

50 The General!

Young Dezzy Buck!

Game!

The Rap Game Is Ours Nigga!

Hunger For More!

Rida Music Nigga!

This For Them Gangsta, Them Generals, Them Comrades!

Uh Huh!

This Is Rida Music! (HaHa)