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The Click Hurricane

mix me I'm goin in they mouth,down they throat,into they kidney's Hurricane havin muthafucka's seein thangs Courage juice,watch when I get loose [Chrous x2: Suga T] Hurricane

lights Watch em pause as I pull my strap, out my drawers And get to dumpin on they ass, like the last outlaws Rich, Tupac and the Click, smokin blunts

my crew 'Cuz I'll be going up out my way to keep this shit straight Mobb down about the town like a pancake Earthquake I'm shakin 'em up like my hurricane

CLEVELAND nigga what'chu ain't know? I'm in the concrete jungle we can do it we can rumble Take it to the hood make your whole click crumble All I ever

give 'em what they want Hoes wanna affiliate they self with the shot caller Cause they know I'm a baller I'm representin' nathan but the V Click shit,

be and she know she thick wit it, hangin off the ceiling fan, she like to do some tricks wit it, dfb bitch, so you gotta let the click hit it (if buddie

from the Mack 10 (mack 10) Flippin' niggas like hurricane force winds Lock ya doors , put the kids to sleep, hit'cha lights Cuz its gonna be a click of

have an eye problem Pistol on my hip I got a thigh problem Rock ya hips Crime Mob em And let em know ya boy will time bomb em Click Click Boom Damn Rotten

click*) (Killa Queens, killa killa Queens {Q-U}) Queens be the best *click* {Yo} (Killa Queens, killa killa Queens {Q-U}) Queens take ya heads {Yo} *click