4 My Click (Street) Songtext

[ INTRO: Mic Geronimo ]Yeah yeah'94 styleCa$h Money ClickRepresentinJa RuleNemesisChris BlackGet money[ VERSE 1: Nemesis ]Ca$h Money Click flips like acrobats over tracksSummersaultin on DATs and dropped off waxSurprise, it's the nigga with the red eyesI stay high with infrared seein through all y'all small guysNiggas get nervous, got sweat in your palmsI predict more downfall than Sly Stone's momsThe fugitive runnin, crazed nigga with the knifeIll trife, got muthafuckas runnin for they lifeTotin down off of herbs and a fortyRecollect enough styles up in my ???? with my shortieWho got, the shit that's hot (the Click)I'm on the block, we're guardin spots, rockin niggas' knotsSo check us like illogic, some say I'm sinisterSizzling, in the summertime when I be settin the Subliminals, going through your mentalsFuckin niggas' heads up, leavin em in critical[ CHORUS: Mic Geronimo ]It's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, andIt's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, andIt's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, andIt's for my Click, nigga, Ca$h Money Click(I represent my click like a four-pound) --> Keith Murray[ VERSE 2: Chris Black ]Shit is fucked up and it gets worse everydayThat's why we sling rocks and all relate with them A.K.'sStraight reachin to all them niggas hustlin on the blocksPackin em glocks, sayin muthafuck the copsLleyo's a street nigga's main occupationCaught sleep in the game, the morgue's your destinationSo go ahead with your badself, niggaI'm knockin dicks in the dirt with this one fingerWine be fine, what the fuck, so is crime, niggaRoll a zhigge zhigge and blaze on the trigger, niggaShow no shame when you're caught up in this gameMaintain, but never strain flow with the blowCause in this trade you're full of tricks and surprisesDownfall and rises, the Click enterprisesSettin for nothin less, why fess?Ain't no turnin back, get caught up in this bloody mess[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3: Ja Rule ]Big shouts to my thug niggas, worldwidePeace to the East Side, West Side, nigga riiiiide..Check out the way it's goin down in the undergroundThe Click is packin four-poundsA full pressure, nothin settlin for lessEliminatin stress, 550 for a TecNow it's time to move, stick and stackNemesis, Black, keep your hand on your gatCause it'is like that, the ghetto's been good but it's ruggedTrue to the game, muthafucka, I'ma thug itAnd make it happen, on stage or in the streetsPut down your micro rhymin ?????? beatsIf your shit's real all you fake niggas know the dealSteal a bone from a dog and your cap get peeledBy CMC, RIP, emergencyAll praise is due to Ja Rule and Ca$h Money[ CHORUS ][ OUTRO: Mic Geronimo ]Yeah yeahUknowmsayin?3 brand new waysTo get nothin but moneyHa-haYeah yeahOne love[ CHORUS ]Yeah (yeah)Muthafucka (muthafucka