Lirik Lagu Klickow Klickow - Naughty By Nature F/ Cruddy Click Rottin' Razkals Road Dawgs
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Intro:118 Cruddy Click Naughty By Nature the Rottin' Razkals the Road Dawgs
1 2 3 I'm up to bat so pitch me an MC so I can get illAnd knock his ass into left fieldI'm still a body bruisin' masterDat some ole' evil little bastard get fast and I'll outcast yaLike port huh we on some ole' new shit my click is hip hop it5 6 we hit cha from the bricks back the fuck up like Onyx saidDon't make me act the fuck up I'm known to have a hot headHey call me the mud city mangler the nigger neck yolk tanglerA star spangler boogie banger
Rottin' Razklas118 on the scene I'm representin'And if I ain't punchin' and thumpin' I'm stompin'And kickin'' in nigga take a step backIt ain't even all that nigga catch a capIf ya don't wanna brawl jackGuzzle down a 40 till I'm all fullTake another hit of the dirl with a long pullI gets blitzed outta proper state of mindWhen me and my click searchin' for trouble to find
No he didn't but I'll you
Hook:I tell you what good with deez some and the howCause that's why I stays with my klickow klickow (x2)
Right out the alleys of CaliNot eh balley straight out the hood is the notorious oneHitter quitter skull splitter triggers from Inglewood
Watch us bring wreck quickRoad Dawgs the next kickPluggin' you jugular vein it pour like rain when ya neck whip
235 thickIngelwood Illtown click
Low hot off the bricks trot off or get shot off in the mix
Boobie and Luvchild staying trues paying dues
Madmen with ten millimeter heaters sprayin' foolsAnd slaying crews
Who wanna tangle get caught up and dangled yoked and strangle
In a fight straight soldiers swingin' pipes from every angle
Keep my hand on the nitty glock fiftySwift with my tool to lift any fool that wanna fuck with me
Don't sleep on Jersey nor California shit is grimmy trim ya limbBlood and phlegm is all on him after we warn yaIt's curtains kids certain things we won't allowCause that how we stand with ours klickow klickow
Treach:Word to the mother my mother was the only checkin' minesSo motherfuck your mother's father if he step like minesSwift kicking cocks I hit spots and blocksSo listen pops then I'll miss you like I miss measlesMumps plus fuckin' chicken poxGivin' props to all the Old school that paved the wayPlus zero I fear no hero you think will up and save the day heyThree letters describing that ass here's a clueS-C-K the only thing missing is youExcuse up's excuse um you've yet to lose one two tonCrews son doing more then leaving bruised gumsTry it riot I'll roll quiet you'll never catch the trapCause I ain't the the the that to flap the yapA black alley cats can catch my backAnd to that and these scrapBack to back wreck to wreck and wreck necksOf macks fake macks break their necks to say I take that backYou see it used to be a time you rolled with shanks and friendsBut nowadays we roll in fuckin' tanks with rimsThat's how it go that's how we roll pow!Cause that's how I stand with mine klickow klickow
Hook
Gutta Nigga and I Face Finsta the two man cruddy collisionIlltown's villian that's wanted for some niggas killin'Keep my material similar to a serial killerPeeling cats check my stats ain't no nigga iller
Now here I go with the klick klacks the Tatter rat ta ta tat tats patterpatPats to better brat packsI'm airing shit out like DATJack it's judgement day and I'm seenin' is human beingsGot cha fleein' word to me Mook Daddy and Little Steven
Comin' straight form the top notch of hip hopNiggas gather round to the sound that nigga from the gutta notKick that slang talk explain why ya can't walkIt ain't my fault ya hit a flip and couldn't sommersaultI'm on a route with my nigga on some new shitFlowin' with that music nigga WON'T YOU USE ITTo your advantage if you could manage the damageI'm handing when ya get the fuckin' mic it leave ya hands branded
Ya backwards ass assborn assbackwardsComing out feet first and getting drugged into this next verseOn the contrary I'm not ya ordinatry adversaryThat's secondary I leave ya floatin' like a fuckin' ferryAdvancing my chances and ya retreatin'From the beatin' ya seekin'Fuckin' with me and feel your fluids leakin'
On time for too much tough talkNigga walk and keep walkingFore I take ya tongue and make you stop talking
I'll meet ya at death's gate when a nigga took a step lateJacked 'em for his place he set up shot in the next state
Yo zapping all the zip zags not that all the zig zagShot 'em in the stomach now he's living out a shit bag
Ha ha ha fag couldn't fuck with a nigga with nine roundsA rugged Cruddy Click from the guttas of Illtown
This ain't a rap along clap along song son my shit is onWith more thong then Janet with her panties onYa best to get it out the way boyThe two slickest to ever kick it now klickow klickow
Hook
1 2 3 I'm up to bat so pitch me an MC so I can get illAnd knock his ass into left fieldI'm still a body bruisin' masterDat some ole' evil little bastard get fast and I'll outcast yaLike port huh we on some ole' new shit my click is hip hop it5 6 we hit cha from the bricks back the fuck up like Onyx saidDon't make me act the fuck up I'm known to have a hot headHey call me the mud city mangler the nigger neck yolk tanglerA star spangler boogie banger
Rottin' Razklas118 on the scene I'm representin'And if I ain't punchin' and thumpin' I'm stompin'And kickin'' in nigga take a step backIt ain't even all that nigga catch a capIf ya don't wanna brawl jackGuzzle down a 40 till I'm all fullTake another hit of the dirl with a long pullI gets blitzed outta proper state of mindWhen me and my click searchin' for trouble to find
No he didn't but I'll you
Hook:I tell you what good with deez some and the howCause that's why I stays with my klickow klickow (x2)
Right out the alleys of CaliNot eh balley straight out the hood is the notorious oneHitter quitter skull splitter triggers from Inglewood
Watch us bring wreck quickRoad Dawgs the next kickPluggin' you jugular vein it pour like rain when ya neck whip
235 thickIngelwood Illtown click
Low hot off the bricks trot off or get shot off in the mix
Boobie and Luvchild staying trues paying dues
Madmen with ten millimeter heaters sprayin' foolsAnd slaying crews
Who wanna tangle get caught up and dangled yoked and strangle
In a fight straight soldiers swingin' pipes from every angle
Keep my hand on the nitty glock fiftySwift with my tool to lift any fool that wanna fuck with me
Don't sleep on Jersey nor California shit is grimmy trim ya limbBlood and phlegm is all on him after we warn yaIt's curtains kids certain things we won't allowCause that how we stand with ours klickow klickow
Treach:Word to the mother my mother was the only checkin' minesSo motherfuck your mother's father if he step like minesSwift kicking cocks I hit spots and blocksSo listen pops then I'll miss you like I miss measlesMumps plus fuckin' chicken poxGivin' props to all the Old school that paved the wayPlus zero I fear no hero you think will up and save the day heyThree letters describing that ass here's a clueS-C-K the only thing missing is youExcuse up's excuse um you've yet to lose one two tonCrews son doing more then leaving bruised gumsTry it riot I'll roll quiet you'll never catch the trapCause I ain't the the the that to flap the yapA black alley cats can catch my backAnd to that and these scrapBack to back wreck to wreck and wreck necksOf macks fake macks break their necks to say I take that backYou see it used to be a time you rolled with shanks and friendsBut nowadays we roll in fuckin' tanks with rimsThat's how it go that's how we roll pow!Cause that's how I stand with mine klickow klickow
Hook
Gutta Nigga and I Face Finsta the two man cruddy collisionIlltown's villian that's wanted for some niggas killin'Keep my material similar to a serial killerPeeling cats check my stats ain't no nigga iller
Now here I go with the klick klacks the Tatter rat ta ta tat tats patterpatPats to better brat packsI'm airing shit out like DATJack it's judgement day and I'm seenin' is human beingsGot cha fleein' word to me Mook Daddy and Little Steven
Comin' straight form the top notch of hip hopNiggas gather round to the sound that nigga from the gutta notKick that slang talk explain why ya can't walkIt ain't my fault ya hit a flip and couldn't sommersaultI'm on a route with my nigga on some new shitFlowin' with that music nigga WON'T YOU USE ITTo your advantage if you could manage the damageI'm handing when ya get the fuckin' mic it leave ya hands branded
Ya backwards ass assborn assbackwardsComing out feet first and getting drugged into this next verseOn the contrary I'm not ya ordinatry adversaryThat's secondary I leave ya floatin' like a fuckin' ferryAdvancing my chances and ya retreatin'From the beatin' ya seekin'Fuckin' with me and feel your fluids leakin'
On time for too much tough talkNigga walk and keep walkingFore I take ya tongue and make you stop talking
I'll meet ya at death's gate when a nigga took a step lateJacked 'em for his place he set up shot in the next state
Yo zapping all the zip zags not that all the zig zagShot 'em in the stomach now he's living out a shit bag
Ha ha ha fag couldn't fuck with a nigga with nine roundsA rugged Cruddy Click from the guttas of Illtown
This ain't a rap along clap along song son my shit is onWith more thong then Janet with her panties onYa best to get it out the way boyThe two slickest to ever kick it now klickow klickow
Hook
