My Click So Thick

Lyrics

[Intro: Gangsta Blac, Lord Infamous & D-Bone] Thug nigga Gangsta B up in this motherfucker Prophet Entertainment, bitch We thicker then some, bitch Better watch yourself, ho Yeah, nigga, Scarecrow, V-I-C-T-O-R-S-T-S-P-V, trick Yeah, the D-B-O-N-E, in this bitch Big Rod, Lil' Cheese, and Slick in this motherfucker, to all my niggas Most definetly, Gauge Shell Mafia Taylor Baby, that's the most, bitch (Yes, sir) You better recognize this South Memphis shit, fool Too thick niggas [Verse: Gangsta Blac] Mind in the wind, and that gin keep me locin' up Brain cells might be dead, but instead, B be comin' up If I make somethin' out myself, would that ease up off my pain? They say I should pray each night and day but it ain't helpin', mane Down on my hands and knees, face all in my satin sheets Jumped up and get dressed up 'fore one more day in these city streets Underground did I clown, now it's time to rock the nation Occupation, pushin' bacon, S-P-V, we got 'em shakin' Dreamin' that the end of my road I might be alone Or will it be Gangsta and Big Chug makin' it on they own? My click, my click so thick My click so thick, so watch your fuckin' self, ho From S-P-V, to Taylor Street, gotta represent from the door I hit the bushes screamin', Gangsta thought I saw myself fall All is that dank, boy, yellow drank that got me thinkin bout y'all? Or maybe Slick got a nigga so geeked, that Gangsta sit back and chill My nigga Rico from South Texas, Chauncey, Robert and Will But it's a few that I won't name unless I'm strapped with that thang I walk the streets without PV, 'cause Gangsta's name's all in vain My click so thick, my click so thick, so watch your fuckin' self, ho From S-P-V to S-P-L, gotta represent from the dough Brother B. and my cousin Kevin Mullis came up quick 'Cause back in the day Charles and Dre they paved the way for us tricks Me and Marcus, Eazy-B, Chilli-C, was like brothers 'Cross the streets was Ms. Rachel, that meet plenty motherfuckers Keef and Mane Mane, Charlie Mac, and Marco Cousin J-V-P-O-I down with me, ho Lil' Man and Big Rod, from the start was so straight to me Laughin' on the floor, sellin' dope, D-B-O-N-E Charlie, and his brother Snow, down, if you didn't know Little Cheese be cool with B. but Detroit Mo is in this, ho Up 'til the early morn', tucked in the cut with no words to say Callin' up Duddy in a hurry, G be on his way Thuggin' with my nigga Slick B. from a fuckin' fifth Hip 'bout to bust 'cause I lust when they run their lip Gangsta representin' ten toes down, keepin' my face turned 'round Places turnin' lame motherfuckers into fuckin' clowns My click so thick, we thick like shit, better watch your fuckin' self, ho From S-P-V to Taylor St. gotta represent from the door But it's the G with me each night, trustees be lockin' my shit 'Cause on the floor they sellin' dope twenty-four hours, lil' bitch Now turn the corner if you wanna, Orleans packed with them thugs Now pack ya straps if you gon' switch to kill a man on the plug Now pow, nigga, got steel, nigga, 'cause you ain't real, nigga Most niggas die because their life wasn't protected, nigga I got a gang of motherfuckers on the fuckin' realer Malt liquor sipper, thug niggas, 'til my bank get bigger Now hit the carwash, shotgun as we roll a blunt up While dodgin' Rodney, Zero T, ain't got a damn thing on us