Click, Click, Clack (Album Version|Explicit) - Drag-On
Lyrics by：Anthony Fields/Mel Smalls
Composed by：Anthony Fields/Mel Smalls
Produced by：P.K.
Who the holl up
Who the ****
Who the holl up
Yeah yeah
Yo you never heard Drag release **** on wax
'Cuz this kid do more than crack backs and pump crack
I'm young but I've been stop playin' with crayons
I'ma be around for eons put niggas
Where the bums pee on
This ain't basketball three on three
It's one ready to leave and the
Other fifteen comin' rapidly
They still couldn't find a book
Of matches to match me
Buildings is still burnin' down
Still couldn't catch me
I'm real flashy I cop the Benz
And crash it on the same day
And be back on the subway
Y'all act like ******* what y'all
Thought the 4-4 play
I don't even know my father heard
He did time on a broadway
You might be him so get the ****
Out the hallway
Drag hate a sometime nigga
I bring it always
'Cuz I'm as hot as the gun niggas
Pop from roofs
Where the birds at now act
Like you ain't heard that
Ride ride and gimme your gat
So I can air out the place
Click click clack
Die die tilt ya back and
The last thing you heard was
Click click clack
Drag drag gimme a stack
I put the cannon in your face
Click click clack
On on hot as a match you wanna
A fire left the barrel that was
Click click clack
Ayo niggas think they real well
I'ma pop 'em with two
He got balls well I'ma tell his moms
He died playin' pool
'Cuz he was in too deep so
I cracked him over the table like God
Dumped his body ASAP
Who the only nigga who that could
Come through with a Benz two door
But look like a Ford and pull off at your w***e
Leave a nigga huntin' for the draws wantin' to score
It's so he can't play I throw hundreds out the door
Bet you be the first to pick it up for sure
'Cuz I'ma nigga that take from
The poor and give to the poor
Now you never heard that **** before
I probably send your kids to job corps
So what the **** you got a ride for
And pump crack I just bag the ***** up
Your block you know I be back
And I promise I'll throw y'all more stacks
'Cuz Drag never run low on raps
Never run low on cash
But I put a nigga below fast
Ride ride and gimme your gat so
I can air out the place
Click click clack
Die die tilt ya back
And the last thing you heard was
Click click clack
Drag drag gimme a stack
I put the cannon in your face
Click click clack
Come on
On on hot as a match you wanna a fire
Left the barrel that was
Click click clack
And dirty ******* I'm tired
Of grabbin' long hair
****** y'all from the rear
I'ma stop ****** all year
Until y'all buy me a spare
I never seen the dun here
But if they invent it I wanna put
A thousand in it
Never could be a faggot but if me
And you locked for 30 years
In the same pit guess who gon be the *****
You guessed it now shut the **** up
And respect it in here
Clean my necklace I do anything
When a man is holdin'
I pop a hole through me just to put
A hole through him
And put a hole through my shoulder
Straight to his throat
And make him choke up blood all over
Leave him by his Rover
I tie 20 niggas up and have enough rope
Won't stop tying 'til I get the leftover coke
'Cuz I circle your block like the cops
The only thing that I'ma do that
They not is fire illegal shots
Ride ride and gimme your gat
So I can air out the place
Click click clack
Die die tilt ya back and the
Last thing you heard was
Click click clack
Drag drag gimme a stack I put
The cannon in your face
Click click clack
On on hot as a match you wanna a fire
Left the barrel that was
Click click clack clack
Lyrics by：Anthony Fields/Mel Smalls
Composed by：Anthony Fields/Mel Smalls
Produced by：P.K.
Who the holl up
Who the ****
Who the holl up
Yeah yeah
Yo you never heard Drag release **** on wax
'Cuz this kid do more than crack backs and pump crack
I'm young but I've been stop playin' with crayons
I'ma be around for eons put niggas
Where the bums pee on
This ain't basketball three on three
It's one ready to leave and the
Other fifteen comin' rapidly
They still couldn't find a book
Of matches to match me
Buildings is still burnin' down
Still couldn't catch me
I'm real flashy I cop the Benz
And crash it on the same day
And be back on the subway
Y'all act like ******* what y'all
Thought the 4-4 play
I don't even know my father heard
He did time on a broadway
You might be him so get the ****
Out the hallway
Drag hate a sometime nigga
I bring it always
'Cuz I'm as hot as the gun niggas
Pop from roofs
Where the birds at now act
Like you ain't heard that
Ride ride and gimme your gat
So I can air out the place
Click click clack
Die die tilt ya back and
The last thing you heard was
Click click clack
Drag drag gimme a stack
I put the cannon in your face
Click click clack
On on hot as a match you wanna
A fire left the barrel that was
Click click clack
Ayo niggas think they real well
I'ma pop 'em with two
He got balls well I'ma tell his moms
He died playin' pool
'Cuz he was in too deep so
I cracked him over the table like God
Dumped his body ASAP
Who the only nigga who that could
Come through with a Benz two door
But look like a Ford and pull off at your w***e
Leave a nigga huntin' for the draws wantin' to score
It's so he can't play I throw hundreds out the door
Bet you be the first to pick it up for sure
'Cuz I'ma nigga that take from
The poor and give to the poor
Now you never heard that **** before
I probably send your kids to job corps
So what the **** you got a ride for
And pump crack I just bag the ***** up
Your block you know I be back
And I promise I'll throw y'all more stacks
'Cuz Drag never run low on raps
Never run low on cash
But I put a nigga below fast
Ride ride and gimme your gat so
I can air out the place
Click click clack
Die die tilt ya back
And the last thing you heard was
Click click clack
Drag drag gimme a stack
I put the cannon in your face
Click click clack
Come on
On on hot as a match you wanna a fire
Left the barrel that was
Click click clack
And dirty ******* I'm tired
Of grabbin' long hair
****** y'all from the rear
I'ma stop ****** all year
Until y'all buy me a spare
I never seen the dun here
But if they invent it I wanna put
A thousand in it
Never could be a faggot but if me
And you locked for 30 years
In the same pit guess who gon be the *****
You guessed it now shut the **** up
And respect it in here
Clean my necklace I do anything
When a man is holdin'
I pop a hole through me just to put
A hole through him
And put a hole through my shoulder
Straight to his throat
And make him choke up blood all over
Leave him by his Rover
I tie 20 niggas up and have enough rope
Won't stop tying 'til I get the leftover coke
'Cuz I circle your block like the cops
The only thing that I'ma do that
They not is fire illegal shots
Ride ride and gimme your gat
So I can air out the place
Click click clack
Die die tilt ya back and the
Last thing you heard was
Click click clack
Drag drag gimme a stack I put
The cannon in your face
Click click clack
On on hot as a match you wanna a fire
Left the barrel that was
Click click clack clack
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