lirik lagu lil maniyak - the click is not a wanna be
[verse 1: playa j]
blizzo with my mizza, as i’m rollin’, bumpin’ doja, hoe
lil yo right for [?], ’cause he [?] in that 5.0
stizzop at the blade, catch ’em conin’ for the twenty spot
popo wanted to crush my n~gga, kee he got the .40 glock
s~l~v forever deep, test my nuts and you will see
nothin’ but them k!llers done for realer, that be full of p
karl got them f~ckin’ sounds, sounds that make you catch a case
plus i’m full of that funky sh~t, no wonder why i’m feelin’ great
in a day s~k shot, hit your guts now watch you drop
mane, we packin’ that sh~t that make them five~0 snitches call the cops
players they gon’ have things, players they gon’ slangin’ ‘caine
playa j my name and i’m gon’ make it in this f~ckin’ game
aggrevatе them instigators, haters stay about my rank
i don’t claim to be a k!llеr but i’m ’bout it, ’bout it, mane
brother, toss the game for me, never barrin’ no sissy hoe
s~l~v i’m claimin’, constantly drankin’ of that f~ckin’ blow
[verse 2: lil yo]
i heard all the rumors mane, that y’all shared about lil yo
but if i catch you slippin’ on your trizzack then you gotta go
jumpin’ out and sayin’ sh~t, maniyak might just make me cl!ck
havin’ psychopathic dreams, thinkin’ i wanna k!ll a b~tch
if you got some ana’, we gon’ handle that right on the spot
if you keep on talkin’ sh~t, then my f~ckin’ glock gon’ pop
watch your walk, talk for talk, then i spray that sawed~off
commence to blow your ass off, then a player barred off
barred off into the wind, ’cause i’m ’bout my dividents
when i blast the mac~10, that’s when this sh~t gonna end
[verse 3: ?]
hustlin’, strugglin’ through this world, don’t you know it’s allocate
million dollar mansion, know by [?], stayin’ away from bait
player sh~t is all in me, psycho sh~t and smokin’ leafes
take a trip away from p, wonderin’ will it take me deep
livin’ life as a thug, mane, can i claim it hoe
all around north memphis, player, n~ggas on the blow
watch me root, dead fools, player sh~t, lost your cool
later on that night, a baby lesson were caught in blue
gigglin’ b~tches, yeah i hate ’em, tryna make ’em, never save ’em
later on that night, i put her on the house, it’s time to break ’em
[verse 4: devalento]
devalento in this b~tch, junkies finna for a hit
stayin’ lit about that dope, buster what you tryna cope?
s~l~v is what i claim, stayin’ for that tommy, mane
creepin’ on the paper chase and so down just to make a stang
mary jane is in my brain, constantly tryin’ to catch us drank
n~ggas player hatin’ me, ’cause i’m from the s~l~v
’bout it, ’bout it with your cl!ck, ’cause you know we so super deep (b~tch)
[bridge]
s~l~v is on the creep, b~tch you know we [?] deep
for you n~ggas talkin’ sh~t, the cl!ck is not a wannabe
s~l~v is on the creep, b~tch you know we [?] deep
for you n~ggas talkin’ sh~t, the cl!ck is not a wannabe
[verse 5: lil t]
lil t back up in this b~tch, blowin’ on that funky sh~t
on a plate i’m servin’ bricks, mane i hate a f~ckin’ snitch
n~gga called the folks on me, from a plate i gotta bleed
see my n~gga curt and kee, askin’ for a pack of p
stayin’ high until i die, always in a friendly sky
can not open up my eyes, mane i think that i can fly
hop up in a 5.0, with my kinfolk tony yo
maniyak he on a joe, cash, you know we make it, hoe
n~gga that be wanna fight, try to test my f~ckin’ might
put you in my f~ckin’ sight, next time it won’t be so nice (b~tch)
[verse 6: ?]
stayin’ hizzigh of them packs, bl~~dy~bl~~dy, nightly jack
cl!cked up with the s~l~v, droppin’ these busters to they knees
f~ck around get your wig split, that player sh~t won’t never stop
ra~ta~ta~ta boom, catch you lemon, strappin’ with them glocks
test my nuts and you will see, that the cl!ck not a wannabe
[verse 7: lil maniyak]
the cl!ck is not a wannabe, s~l~v, they down with me
what’s up with the player kee, and my n~gga marcus p
mane, he livin’ dangerously, out there on the f~ckin’ street
k!lla karl bumpin’ hard, from the motherf~ckin’ start
bet you when i test my cl!ck, so we ’bout it, ’bout it, b~tch
s~l~v we [?] deep, [?] deep with the pistol, g
if you got somethin’ else to say, you know where i dwell and stay
mane, my brother yo, mane we down for whatever, hoe
in the f~ckin’ [?] i go, de and shawn got the pump
jump, he gon’ buck, so you player haters better duck
that ain’t all of the cl!ck, b~tch we not a wannabe
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