Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Click Clack , by - K Koke. Release date: 07.11.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Click Clack |
| Yo, yo |
| It’s Koke, Skeng, Chuck |
| Real shit |
| Dun kno |
| Stonebridge, gutter life |
| North west ten shit |
| Chuck! |
| Listen |
| Yo, look |
| Tell me if my shit’s sick |
| Nigga please stand back I need a witness |
| Cause every tune that I’m making is a big hit |
| You fucking with the click, then you gonna get a big clip |
| And if you’re on a suspect’s hit list |
| Class yourself as unfinished business |
| Cause man I’ll finish up that business in due time |
| In due time It’s due to get very grime |
| Cause I can feel it in the air like Sigel |
| It feels dark and it feels very evil |
| Yo people, lookout for your people |
| Cause man will swoop on them cunts like an Eagle |
| For now, just bounce to the beat |
| And if you really want, then roll an ounce to the beat |
| Nigga, you better bounce to the beat and if you don’t |
| Then man’ll make you bounce from the heat |
| Click, clack, get back pussy better move |
| If he makes that, we take that, pluck him for his jewels |
| Won’t regret that, Forget that, bust it at his crew |
| When you get back, kick back and watch it on the news |
| Bang bang, when I’m coming, you prats better run |
| Get sand and I done him cause I’m plotting on one |
| See him then I skuff him, at least get some in |
| Trust me I’m not running, I’m here till it’s done |
| See him, confront him, see what he’s on |
| We’re not fronting, you know what we’re on |
| Yeah we’re on bang bang, hit you cunts and it’s not long |
| I know it’s wrong but we’re here now |
| Blue bandanas by the boxes getting shared out |
| Cutting up rocks by the blocks it’s getting shared out |
| I’m on the road, same clothes it’s feeling weird now, here out |
| Me and my boys we know your whereabouts |
| What you hearing now? |
| Sound of the struts that we’re sharing out |
| Blue bandanas, what you’re fearing now? |
| Bang bang bang, get zanged now you’re clearing out |
| Silly them, wanna see me get militant |
| Nine milli skeng will beat ten cause it’s ignorant |
| It’s suspects, bang bang, no fingerprint |
| Roughnecks catch a man, while he’s lingering |
| Shots catch a man, have his whole frame tingling |
| Koke is a don, couldn’t care what you think of him |
| There’s the whole my trigger finger’s in |
| Please understand the shots are not tryna tickle him |
| I hope you’re listening, these shots ain’t missing him |
| Got nothing to lose, not a pot that I’m pissing in |
| So leave your bits if it’s Bridge that you’re visiting |
| Cause this knife will have you on the stop pivoting |
| Cause we’re giving him stabs to the leg |
| Cause all my fam are mad, get zanged for the bread |
| Bang out the lead, bang till he’s dead |
| It’s blue gang fam we bang bang on the red |