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the screwed up click - no more tears lyrics

(-talking-)
stressing man, just think
money’d take me to these levels
hustlers understand, huh ro
gutter, gone

[mike d]
i live that gangsta life mob life, oh so well
got a-got a hundred, back on bail
fed’s on my trail, i could smell the swine cooking
my faith in the lord, not in you cowards and p-ssies
k fully loaded, got my goons in place
they waiting on the word, to invade your sp-ce
you n-ggas is cowards, in this industry
mention the s.u.c., get the attention of he
him, and that whole cl!ck that roll wit ya
this purple got my rude mood, trying to miss you funny dudes
be about your paper, quit worrying bout this dude
my life a movie show, wife the dumb groupie ho
she running through my cl!ck, out here acting like a stupid ho
but i don’t let, none of that move me bro
focus get the do’, i swear they could have that ho
i’m trying to get another million, rapping out of capping down
a n-gga back down

(-talking-)
n-gga, ask around
you know what it do, when a don touch streets
z-ro, you better tell these hoes n-gga
say today money, is yesterday money (huh)
s.u.c. n-gga (for life), ha (f-ck y’all n-ggas)
corleone n-gga, (z-ro, -ssh0l-s by nature
in the building b-tch)

[z-ro]
i’m driving with a suspended license, trying to make it down i-10
and if i get pulled over, this trip could get me five to ten
i gotta admit my cup of coedine, got me drowsy
but my hunger for paper, keep me focused it won’t allow me
to slip up this fully loaded ak, i promise you don’t want me to pick up
let that b-tch catch a case of the hiccups, and burn off in my pick-up
i’m hustler ho i stay on the grind, either drop off or i pick up
i was real before the cash came, i’m still real i’m never gon switch up
i get big bucks, and if you ain’t tal’n bout helping me get big bucks
get the f-ck off my perimeter, before my b-tch f-ck both your lips up
slide a clip up in the mack, bloods and crips up in one pack
with the main objective, of emptying out their clips up in your back
look i just came home don’t make me go there, you don’t wanna take ro there
cause the only way i’m coming back is one deep, i’ll murder your -ss think i won’t playa
now it could be the 4-4, or the 4-fever
so for the same reason you wouldn’t f-ck with mike tyson, don’t f-ck with ro either

[will-lean]
i’m a clover g vet, jumping out the lac
similar to a slug, jumping out the tech
ak sh-lls coming, tumbling out your neck
while screwed up cl!ck sh-t, bumping out the deck
yeah we back on the streets, forever packing our heat
scratching the back of the seat, in the back of the jeeps
i’m a beast, quick to bust a cap in your t–th
armored pierced hollow tips, attacking your streets
load up the callicoes, 44’s and guillotines
hk’s hand grenades, and the m-16
with night vision, plus equipped with a beam
them screwed up cl!ck n-ggas, they addicted to green
believe that, fresh bank accounts n-gga read that
i’m still in the streets, i could take you where them ki’s at
14-8, that’s the going ticket
the chemist i’m a-1, but i’m known to whip it come on

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