Fabolous - "Click & Spark" lyrics

[DJ Clue] DJ Clue, Desert Storm Right now, whachu bout to hear You know how we do things whachu bout to witness F A B O L O U S [Fabolous] [Clue] Come on man! Come on, my man Fabolous, the album, Ghetto Fabolous uh, come on [Fabolous] My gun go click and spark Don't leave witnesses to point me out on one o six and park Son those slick remarks Gon' get you, bla-bla da da,bla-bla da da da da (blaow!) Ya walk through my peas and carrots Rind up hook on machines, livin' like peas and carrots Ya team wanna beef Thats when I screw the muzzle on the tip and strap the beam underneath When I ride through, ya dont see no lid I put snipers on the roof like Nino did All it takes is some see no slid And have you on the news askin anyone, if they seen yo kid I dont scream it in a rough tone But I got spots in the whip to stuff crome, that would of Puff Combs Every hustler on this planet had Givin' away twenties so big, they in sandwhich bags, nigga yea, fo real uh, yea F A B, O L O U S These niggaz gots to be punched [Verse 2] Act stupid, get shells in ya stomache, like you ate pasta for lunch If I let this diablo door raid See I know all yay, we buy ours pure-yay Ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya Benz I'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like Diallos doorway We waitin on boats, these guys know Broadway See how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin No you cant take the coupe wit ditches Please, I get my dollar from the hersey Cause when I hit the highway, it always makes the croup suspicous I'm on that fly gangsta shit, I pop the collar on my jersey Same laid back flow, no dancin' or grinin' Who else can it be spellin it at them You have them tappin they friend like You know I got the heat the way the Vanson is bendin 'I'm tellin you thats him', stupid