收聽Juice的Clack, Clack (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Clack, Clack (Explicit)

Juice, Buddha Monk2013年10月30日

Clack, Clack (Explicit) 歌詞

Clack, Clack (Explicit) - Juice/Buddha Monk

Talking sh*t juice Buddha monk uh

 

The f**k what the f**k what the f**k ni**a

OK alright let's go yeah

Come on my niggas two of the greatest pirates

 

I'm bout to put y'all on Buddha monk

Here we go f**k this til six in the morning

I like gluey ice chain like kool g's twice

Japanese shorty do me naughty sushi night

Blue jeans Gucci hair wrapped in a Bobbie ice

Platinum ruby cast in cream got her nice

Y'all grab and squeeze booties I get head in the bed

Where the co-ed suny puerto rican groupies do me

Y'all lose me not enough heat to catch up

I'm already squeezing y'all pickin' y'all gats up

Don't get it twisted act up left in a casket

Calculus professors can't even add my math up

Too much hoes never could be too much gold

I poly with the crack y'all niggas rap I just flow

I mastered that dough life's a b**ch I harassed that ho

Young thugs and I'm laughin' at po'

After that dough spit that action packed flow

I'm still number one when I'm last on tracks yo I rock slow

Understand black when the gun goes clack clack

I aim where ya hat's at ni**a you ain't that phat it's Brooklyn

Understand black when the gun goes clack clack

I aim where ya hat's at ni**a you ain't that phat it's Brooklyn

Understand black when the gun goes clack clack

I aim where ya hat's at ni**a you ain't that phat it's Brooklyn

Understand black when the gun goes clack clack

I aim where ya hat's at ni**a you ain't that phat

What the f**k is this beef ni**a then let's settle this sh*t

I was born a dirty bastard when my daddy stuck dick

I major in gun toting bring your wack a** beat

I silence the lamb that think that he want it with me

My gun blazes four mics nuff to bring all night

Take on the nice souls remove all you assholes

No need for duck low you outer bug gets holes

Clack clack the fo'fo clack clack and make sure

It's daddy war buck war for willing armed and ready

No mission big no mission small so f**k all of y'all

You cats think you rapping kid you better suit your happening

Weak chicks weak clips and also weak dicks

Ain't that a b**ch keep your game run your sh*t

It looks better on my wrist then it did you b**ch

Understand black when the gun goes clack clack

I aim where ya hat's at ni**a you ain't that phat it's Brooklyn

Understand black when the gun goes clack clack

I aim where ya hat's at ni**a you ain't that phat it's Brooklyn

Understand black when the gun goes clack clack

I aim where ya hat's at ni**a you ain't that phat it's Brooklyn

Understand black when the gun goes clack clack

I aim where ya hat's at ni**a you ain't that phat

We used to play truth or dare consequences now we play with pop getters

Hard hitters that'll shut down ya spot ni**a

I'm not the same kid that used to cut in school halls

Sex in back stairs spittin' gum on walls

I'm how that west was won I left ya son

Copped ten from yo show break out with yo ho

And you probably thinking he's not the best MC

But it's best for your health that you don't mess with me come on

Yo give me the night cuz I ain't had a good day in a long

Right or wrong I write bombs entice the norm

I'm precised informed I'm bright when the lights is on

And a lot claim they hot but they writing wrong

And I really don't think these cats is ready

Cause we type that fight with knifes gats bats and semi's

Blastin' any war wounds splash on Henny

And if you snatch by the enemy then stash ya memory

Cash and envy ni**a

 

Clack clack savages it's brooklyn all you ni**a

Clack clack its Brooklyn

 

Clack clack its Brooklyn

 

 

Clack clack its Brooklyn