Ca$h Money Click - "4 My Click (Street)" lyrics

[ INTRO: Mic Geronimo ] Yeah yeah '94 style Ca$h Money Click Ja Rule Representin Nemesis Get money Chris Black [ VERSE 1: Nemesis ] Ca$h Money Click flips like acrobats over tracks Summersaultin on DATs and dropped off wax Surprise, it's the nigga with the red eyes I stay high with infrared seein through all y'all small guys Niggas get nervous, got sweat in your palms I predict more downfall than Sly Stone's moms The fugitive runnin, crazed nigga with the knife Ill trife, got muthafuckas runnin for they life Totin down off of herbs and a forty Recollect enough styles up in my '''' with my shortie Who got, the shit that's hot (the Click) I'm on the block, we're guardin spots, rockin niggas' knots So check us like illogic, some say I'm sinister Sizzling, in the summertime when I be settin the Subliminals, going through your mentals Fuckin niggas' heads up, leavin em in critical [ CHORUS: Mic Geronimo ] It's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, and It's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, and It's for my Click, nigga, nothin but my Click, and It's for my Click, nigga, Ca$h Money Click (I represent my click like a four-pound) --> Keith Murray Shit is fucked up and it gets worse everyday [ VERSE 2: Chris Black ] That's why we sling rocks and all relate with them A.K.'s Straight reachin to all them niggas hustlin on the blocks Packin em glocks, sayin muthafuck the cops Caught sleep in the game, the morgue's your destination Lleyo's a street nigga's main occupation So go ahead with your badself, nigga I'm knockin dicks in the dirt with this one finger Roll a zhigge zhigge and blaze on the trigger, nigga Wine be fine, what the fuck, so is crime, nigga Maintain, but never strain flow with the blow Show no shame when you're caught up in this game Cause in this trade you're full of tricks and surprises Downfall and rises, the Click enterprises Ain't no turnin back, get caught up in this bloody mess Settin for nothin less, why fess' [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3: Ja Rule ] Big shouts to my thug niggas, worldwide Peace to the East Side, West Side, nigga riiiiide.. Check out the way it's goin down in the underground The Click is packin four-pounds Eliminatin stress, 550 for a Tec A full pressure, nothin settlin for less Now it's time to move, stick and stack Nemesis, Black, keep your hand on your gat Cause it'is like that, the ghetto's been good but it's rugged And make it happen, on stage or in the streets True to the game, muthafucka, I'ma thug it If your shit's real all you fake niggas know the deal Put down your micro rhymin '''''' beats By CMC, RIP, emergency Steal a bone from a dog and your cap get peeled All praise is due to Ja Rule and Ca$h Money [ CHORUS ] [ OUTRO: Mic Geronimo ] Yeah yeah Uknowmsayin' 3 brand new ways To get nothin but money Ha-ha Yeah yeah One love [ CHORUS ] Yeah (yeah) Muthafucka (muthafucka