Click Click

Yeah, uh-huh, yeah

Make money money, huh?

Uh-huh, check it (This a steak, nigga)

Ayo

Click-click, don't move

You see them niggas over there? They got like four tools

In one plastic bag, so how you?

Look good, look hood, whoever run, that nigga's done

You see the dread? It's 'bout five hundred rounds in the room

Seven joints, see the lady with the gray hair?

That's her man, he stay here

What it do, shorty? Don't catch asthma on me

Last nigga we caught, he threw up in the Jag' on me

Walk slowly, follow the biscuit

You try some tough guy shit, you gon' kiss it

I'm not playin', Neecy said peace

She said your dick couldn't get hard, your lip game is beast

Tuck your head in the Phantom, say goodnight

Come out them Air Whites

You know we got mink in here, that ain't the rare ice

That Jacob shit got me scared

I'm keepin' it real, you know you paid twice

Let me snatch them little dollars you holdin'

I heard your vault under your bed, your leg got the code on it

Yeah, I heard it's your born day

This how we do it where I'm from, son, that be your gone day

Don't play me, my nigga

I'm not the average, I'm a Hungarian savage

Dressed in all black, low on my glasses

Have my arm crossed, bulletproof drawers from last year

I said I'm probably in the building, in the lobby gettin' gillion

It's a hobby just to kill 'em (Just to kill 'em)

Catchin' up with psycho felons, stash the bodies in the ceiling

If you ridin', then I'm wilin' (Then I'm wilin')

I say we blaze 'em 'cause they hatin'

Since they braggin' 'bout they cake, it has a reason just to take it

(Just to take it, just to take it)

'Cause we shouldn't even make faces, have 'em bleedin' from they faces

'Cause we gotta see these faces

I heard click-click, don't move

Ray already had the drop on 'em

But I'm the goon across the room watchin' him

Ray had told 'em, "Follow him"

A dude had made a move, I had to hollow him

His son almost fainted from lack of oxygen

Ray loosened his lock on 'em

I took him from the bar to the car to the parking garage

Then put a shot in him, but not before we got all that info

Caught him for ten notes and told him Baby Meechy was kinfolk

He been choch, move coke, dope, he got limp both

He went broke 'cause dude owed dough and he went ghost

He dipped and he got rich, now he's on that strip

And he got bricks, tryin' to shit on niggas that he got pissed

They found him with his top lip

Lookin' like a bogey that done got lit then got clipped

Niggas think they hot shit, they not shit

I don't pop shit, I pop shit, box shit

Leave 'em stretched right next to they hot whip

I said I'm probably in the building, in the lobby gettin' gillion

It's a hobby just to kill 'em (Just to kill 'em)

Catchin' up with psycho felons, stash the bodies in the ceiling

If you ridin', then I'm wilin' (Then I'm wilin')

I say we blaze 'em 'cause they hatin'

Since they braggin' 'bout they cake, it has a reason just to take it

(Just to take it, just to take it)

'Cause we shouldn't even make faces, have 'em bleedin' from they faces

'Cause we gotta see these faces

Yo, I heard click-click, don't move

Everybody in the spot thought that I was a chick

I played it so cool, sippin' a martini with a wig on

Holdin' my drink, but that wasn't the only thing I had a grip on

Little did they know I was a goonie with a hammer

About to make a movie, no camera

Then I seen that gold Phantom parked outside and Ray walked in

With a ratchet on him big enough to take off limbs

And said, "Click-click, don't move"

The first to flinch'll get it the worst, my killers is old school

The chrome tool had my palms sweatin'

Ray give a signal when PC'll give niggas a hard lesson

Them bad boys, you don't wan' test 'em

I'll leave you all restin' in a peaceful place from my weapon

The fifth'll dissect 'em

Nigga, Paulie got the papers

Donnie got the bricks in the bag, I'll see you later (See you later)

I said I'm probably in the building, in the lobby gettin' gillion

It's a hobby just to kill 'em (Just to kill 'em)

Catchin' up with psycho felons, stash the bodies in the ceiling

If you ridin', then I'm wilin' (Then I'm wilin')

I say we blaze 'em 'cause they hatin'

Since they braggin' 'bout they cake, it has a reason just to take it

(Just to take it, just to take it)

'Cause we shouldn't even make faces, have 'em bleedin' from they faces

'Cause we gotta see these faces