Luyện nghe bài hát Click Clack

Alot of rap niggas be trynna hard
I was told only reach for the heat if [? ]
So when I da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click Clak mutha fuckaz, I ain't hear dat

1:]
They call me Nicholas, style defined as
I beg pardon, meet me at da garden
#1 draft, I'm New York's pick & I don't lose dem dudes on da new york knicks... (check it)
I'm overseas rockin hella capris, in da indies eatin delacasies... I tel em
Dey want like erica... please
Brotha your money young like nigga Jeezy
These rappers always rappin bout a pink truck, I'm only happy when I hopin out da brinks truck
And I don't need a 16, I got a sentence... I goes on a fucka like an
These old bitches betta dey denture, wen I get in da game they gon play da benches
your friendship, pay attention
Bitch get at me, I'm a pay my

Alot of rap niggas be trynna hard
I was told only for the heat if you're [? ]
So I lift da shirt dats da end of discussion
Click mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin

2:]
DTheey me Maraj, Fuck u & fuck your squad
Head in charge, I ain't talkin bout [?]
I'm on da line & I ain't talkin bout call waitin
I'm VIP lil mama I jus straight in
Lil Dolce & got dis whore hatin, thats why I pop up in da porch with da top vacant
Mami stop fakin, talkin bout wat u got, u ain't got NATHIN & your not
Your not my taste, get outta my face, I play da top like eight on your myspace
Stay in a childs place... da timin
I roc like dey throwin up da diamond (ITS THE ROC)
You on a flight, I be bakin on
Mami your accent sound faker den
MURDA DEM, MURDA DEM, fuck a competition, murda dem

Alot of rap niggas be trynna play
I was told only for the heat if you're [? ]
So when I lift da shirt dats da end of
Click Clcak mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna nuthin

3:]
Dey call me M., hard to find me in a sticky gin
I da club, with a thug & sum pretty friendz
And if dey got da gat, dey got da knife on
Your too wack to get up on one of my
U gotta deal, cause u was givn up da coochie prolly, but I'll arrange one hit oochie wallie
And u'll be gon to November like Wyclef, I hold weight & I talkin bout Biceps
I rep Queens like da crown, wen I'm in da town, ask Yung Joc... it's goin
Kisses to my bitches and my niggas, pound
June, turn me up... mic check... how I
Bitches don't kno da half, like dey flucked at math, give a fuck about a & da cliique she with
Unless u doin dem numbaz like arithmetic, young nick bac & turn up my sht

Alot of rap be trynna play hard
I was told only for the heat if you're [? ]
So when I lift da shirt da end of discussion
Click mutha fuckaz, I ain't trynna hear nuthin