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frayser click - cross the click lyrics

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(hook: lil bay, gangsta gold and mc money)

cause’ if you cross the click n-gg- you catching slugs
ana step aside we ain’t barring it in the frayser click
cause’ if you cross the click n-gg- you catching slugs
thirty eight, forty five, test us if you want to fool
cause’ if you cross the click n-gg- you catching slugs
ratatatat, boom pop mothaf-cka’ drop
cause’ if you cross the click n-gg- you catching slugs
ana step aside we ain’t barring it in the frayser click
cause’ if you cross the click n-gg- you catching slugs
thirty eight, forty five, test us if you want to fool
cause’ if you cross the click n-gg- you catching slugs
ratatatat, boom pop mothaf-cka’ drop

(verse 1: bl–dy bones)

say farewell to your flesh c-ck back my tec
aim for the chest of these busta’ -ss, n-gg-s
roll trough the crest tyna’ flex
cause’ they strapped to bail, you tricks best gun and trail
midnight is the time, i send you b-tches to burn in h-ll
cause’ if you got nuts trick, you better let them b-tches hang
and shoot them thangs’, and try to put one in me mane
no regrets for your murder when you cross the click, b-tch
i bet you these hollow tips will put a end to that ana sh-t, quick, trick
cause’ if you cross the click n-gg- you catching slugs-
to your skull, doa on the scene coverer up in plenty of blood
many of thugs they tryna’ run up, but get gunned down by that-
tec nine auto with that thirty two round, shooting up in the air
just ain’t gonna’ get it playa’, holding your hands under your t-shirt
with that k!lla k!lla spraya’, so busta’ boys watch your back
or you’ll be laying dead, [?] pop some lead in your -ss
catch it inside your head n-gg-

(hook)

(verse 2: dirty red a.k.a unlucky lenny)

slugs to your chest, oh what a mess, teflon trough your west
bl–dy body laying on the curb, five o put to rest
it’s no test, you can just try me if you wanna’ die
just like a d-mn fool get bucked down with a deadly tool
cause’ suckas’ be scoping and hoping i’m [?]
dumping and smoking your -ss and [?]
these n-gg-s be trying to sleep on the click
[?]
and this is on a real hoe, i’m bucking you b-tches all down low
cause’ him or me gotta’ go
ain’t no hoe in my blood, a hundred percent mothaf-ckin’ thug
dealing them drugs, sent you a slug
showing busta’ b-tch -ss n-gg-s no love
wear my gloves and my mask, ain’t gonna hesetate to blast
on a trick or a b-tch that’s tryna’ put me in the mix
is you a b-tch when my trigger [?], unload and reload that extra clip’
gripping and tripping i’m sipping on henn’, as i blast that mac again
bullet in your -sshole, going out like a psycho
[?] with your cash putting your -ss in the past bro

(hook)

(verse 3: big d)
yeah it’s another-
mothaf-cka on a k!lling spree, cominng from that rcg
playas call me f-a-t d-a-d
die in a blink of an eye eye, cause i’m staying high
f-cked up off that fry, don’t know why you would even try-
to test a playa’ pimping, cause’ body bags zipping n-gg-s-
when we get to tripping automatics start to ripping
then we dipping leave the scene and no body seen
sh-t mothaf-cka guy caught slipping and he got his wig split and thats it
so don’t come up in the crest trick, playing like you hard
cause’ we pull them hoe cards dump them bodies after dark
i know it sound scary dirty harry couldn’t f-ck with
or withstand the automatics that we buck’ with
sucka’ n-gg- duck b-tch, laying in the trunk of that-
caprice cl-ssic four-door, bout’ to meet the foh-foh’
you f-cking with some k!llas trick so sipping is a no-no
best to pay attention before you laying in a hole hoe

(hook)



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