Testi:
Click Five The Time Machine

few years back would be ok I just need to unwind In my time machine By Myself I don't need anybody else I just need to unwind In my time machine In my time machine

few years back would be ok I just need to unwind In my time machine By Myself I don't need anybody else I just need to unwind In my time machine In my time machine

crowd You know the click you hear the speakers, and cars banging loud You know the click that represent, and have H-Town proud You know the click that

much time Straight talk with the catch to etch my line walk Never fetchin for crime, halt! Who goes there? [Dove] Yo, it's the squeeze of five fingers

5 kick back What happened to that tough talk, where your click at I be in Harlem, with Jim and Cam Or you can catch me in the Bronx, with Macho hoe Or

rhyme book Gettin big money, playboy your time's up Where them gangsters, where them dimes at? [Verse Two: Ludacris] Yuh, woo! It's time to go, Luda

Going out nigga Big guns and sharp knifes Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the wrong time(I'm going out) Like fights with the brass knuckles Swinging

my rhyme book Gettin big money, playboy your time's up Where them gangsters, where them dimes at? [Verse Two: Ludacris] Yuh, woo! It's time to go, Luda

on Sunday, nigga slabbed out [Trae] I do' ran up on a nigga, and spit it sick on all you faking niggaz Hell-i-fied when I click on niggaz, that be on