Hot Ones Echo Thru the Ghetto(Explicit) - The Click

Hot Ones Echo Thru The Ghetto - The Click
Composed by：Tenina Stev
C-L-I-C-K
S**t don't stop S-M-O-B
Smob s**t
Check it
V-Town in this b***h
Studio Ton
I'm in some deep s**t
Got some n***as from another click
On that a*s tryin' to run me off the f**kin' cliff
What should I do where should
I go how could I fake 'em
Bust a b***h on that a*s and try
To shake em' and bake 'em
Call up cousin B on the faulty mcnaulty
Cousin B I'm in a little bit of trouble
Fool an' them out here tryna turn your kinfolk into a vegetable
But I'm hecksa-smart smebbin' high performance Dodge Dart
They in a Buick Skylark
Meet me at the fo' n***as
Got to go sit real low
I'm on the roof with the fo' fo' drive slow
What they ridin' I'm aiming for they engine block
And when they stop I'm closing down on they shop
Suga baby they done f**ked up
Won't you wait in the cut while
I bust and buck on these nuts
F**k mercy on a n***a tryin to take mine
Mobb s**t with the Click'll happen every time
Heard some shots fireworks fully auto chops
Sound like they come from around my corner near my knot spot
Must be folks they done f**ked around and went to war
I know the sound that's my n***a B's fo' fo'
On the scene they say a n***a got peeled back
A Skylark wrapped around my neighbor's Cadillac got eem
A pretty sight but a n***a can't say that though
Hot ones echo through the ghetto through the ghetto b***h
Hot ones echo through the ghetto
No gat too black sent hot ones to the back
Hot ones echo through the ghetto
Ridin' shotgun lettin' loose hot ones
Hot ones echo through the ghetto
But if hot ones is fired n***as better duck
Hot ones echo through the ghetto
Hollow point hot ones dipped in garlic
I'm in the underbucket blastin in the cut
It's the Glock goin' buck buck buck
I'm like 'D**n what's up'
I had that Glock that fit the script
Some of that high powered s**t
'Cause all along I was smoking out them tricks
Hot ones echo through the ghetto lit
This way that-a way I split them d**e fiend's twigs
It had me f**ked up
PH-ing on my Click
We pound the frowns on those punk a*s b***hes
See your n***a B's a rider hops inside a
7-4 Malibu with the do-dirt crew
What they wanna do
I ain't shootin' for the stars cars or homes
I'm from the town leaving bodies face down
I try to stay real 'cause n***as they will
Put you in the 'cross f**k around have you hauled off
I got moss with the these fools in a major way
Down and dirty to my death day
Gotta watch them riff raffs
Sit on the toilet when you piss-ass n***as
Wanna stop my kizash might as well have p***y a*s n***as
Hot ones echo through the ghetto bullets ricochet
Push come to shove better duck that a*s down in the bathtub
D**e track late night s**t be poppin' business off the hook
See a basehead fiendin' foamin' at the mouth better feed him rook
N***as better be careful just like jell-o s**t be goin' through metal
Sheetrock and stucco hot ones echo through the ghetto
Hot ones echo through the ghetto
No gat too black sent hot ones to the back
Hot ones echo through the ghetto
Ridin' shotgun lettin' loose hot ones
Hot ones echo through the ghetto
Heat-seek unpredictable of hot ones
Hot ones echo through the ghetto
Three or four more hot ones up
Under my belly that's catastrophic to me
Hot ones echo through the ghetto
Hot ones echo through the ghetto
Where they echo at where they echo at n***a
Hot ones echo through the ghetto
Fa sho' boy
C-L-I-C-K everybody up in this b***h
S**t is funky it's funky where at though n***a
Ghetto
Better keep a trey-eight quit the bulls**t where at n***a
Ghetto
Better be bullet-proofed out where at man
Ghetto
Better sleep on the floor if you wanna survive in the what
Ghetto
Better know about them hot ones what
Ghetto
I said you better know about them
Hot ones where at though boy
Ghetto
You better know about them hot ones where they fly at though
Ghetto
'Cause ain't no names when they fly in the what
Ghetto