Songtexte:
The Click Down And Dirty

night I died about 3:45 I hit the lights quick and I jumped in the bed And somethin went real wrong with my head The room started spinnin and I needed a breeze And

front end court I'm straighter than a player tighter than a chef And getting into some good ol' doja Lil bruce not late the seventy eight And meet me at the end of Mariposa And

my pedal and rolled down Golden Gate And threw these motherfuckin' kis in the lake [Verse 2] Guess who comes through, it's a fool I gat tapped that ass, red dog, and

the back and dropped a nut in her gut And that's about the time that the shit had changed The tramp dog bitch started runnin' her game About bein' depressed, down and out And

fade Sliced and rocked in thirty-six fuckin' ways Sold to the public, to the boys, to the gangstas Crews, staff, tribes, clans, clicks, and pranksters Break down

A path that you don't wanna cross but if you do decide to cross Your wig get knocked off, I play it raw it's a dirty game, a dirty world I play it raw, and

Money is my home, til I'm dead and gone Disrespect you get split, cause you know right from wrong Imma stand my ground, be all I can be And shoot down

wanna start reppin [Baby] I'm bout money and that's all we wanna see And if ya creep nigga watch out for the B.G. Chopper City posse nigga, and we roll

flight Get down and take it like High School ????? And I'll be finish over night 28 grams and it's on The make me four g's strong Young ballers stay shop ???? and