Hot Ones Echo Thru the Ghetto

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The Click

The Click is a hip hop group consisting of 4 members from Vallejo, California. The groups members are E-40 (Earl Stevens), his cousin B-Legit (Brandt Jones), his brother D-Shot (Danell Stevens), and his sister Suga-T (Tanina Stevens). Together the group has released three studio albums. more »

Year:

1995

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E-40: 
see-see-L-I-see-K-see-K 
Shit don't S-M-O-be	 
Smob shit 
Check it 
V-Town in this bitch 
Studio Ton 
I'm in some deep shit 
Got some niggaz from another click 
On that ass tryin' to run me off the fuckin' cliff 
What should I do, where should I go, how could I fake 'em? 
Bust a bitch on that ass and try to shake em' bake 'em 
Call up cousin be	 on the phone, all 'cause I be in a little 
bit of trouble, a fruithead out here tryin' to turn your kinfolk 
into a vegetable 
But I'm hexa-smart smebbin' high performance Dodge 
They in a Buick Skylark 
be	-Legit: 
Meet me at the fo' niggaz 
Got the dough sit real low 
I'm on the roof with the fo' fo' 
Drive slow 
What they ridin' 
I'm aiming for they engine block 
And when they stop I'm closin' down on they shop 
Suga baby they done fucked up 
Won't you wait in the cut 
While I bust and buck on these nuts 
F*ck mercy on a nigga tryin to take mine 
Mobb shit with the click'll happen every time 
D-Shot: 
Heard some shots 
Fireworks fully auto chops 
Sound like they come from around my corner near my knot spot 
Must be folks they done fucked around and went to war 
I know the sound that's my nigga be	's fo' fo' 
On the scene they say a nigga got peeled back 
A Skylark wrapped around my neighbor's Cadillac 
A pretty sight but a nigga can't say that though 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto (through the getto Bitch!) 
Levitti 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
(No gat too black sent hot ones to the back) 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
(Ridin' shotgun lettin' loose hot ones) 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
(But if hollow points is fired niggaz better duck) 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
(Hollow point hot ones dipped in garlic) 
Suga-T: 
I'm in the underbucket 
Blastin in the cut 
It's the glock goin' buck buck buck 
I'm like damn what's up 
I had that glock that fit the script 
Some of that high powered shit 
'cause all along I was smoking out them tricks 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto lit 
This way that-a way I split them dope fiend's wigs 
They had me fucked up 
Ph-ing on my click 
We pound the frowns on those punk ass bitches 
be	-Legit: 
See your nigga be's a ridah 
Hops inside 
7-4 malibu with the do dirt crew 
What they want to do 
I ain't shootin' for the stars 
Cars or homes 
I'm from the town leaving bodies face down 
I'm tryin' to stay real 'cause niggaz they will 
Put you in the cross, f*ck around have you halled off 
I got moss with the these fools in a major way 
Down and dirty to my death day 
E-40: 
Gotta watch them riff raffs 
Hittin on you when you piss-ass niggaz 
want to slap my kizz-ass 
Might as well have pussy ass niggaz 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto bullets ricochet 
Bush comin' sheriff better duck that ass down in the bathtub 
Dope track late night should be poppin' bein it's off the hook 
See if they stay fienden' foamin' at the mouth better feed them rook 
Niggaz better be careful just like jell-o shit be goin' 
through metal, sheetrock and stucco hot ones echo through the ghetto 
Levitti: 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
(No gat too black sent hot ones to the back) 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
(Ridin' shotgun lettin' loose hot ones) 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
(But if hollow points is fired niggaz better duck) 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
(Hollow point hot ones dipped in garlic) 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
(Where they echo at where they echo at nigga?) 
Hot ones echo through the ghetto 
(B-Legit, you up in this bitch with me nigga) 
(Fa sho' boy) 
(C-L-I-see-K while...) 
Shit is funky 
Better keep a trey-eight, quit the bullshit 
Better be bullet-proofed out 
Better sleep on the floor if you want to survive 
Better know about those hot ones 
I said you better know about those hot ones 
You better know about those hot ones 
'cause' ain't no names when they fly

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