Cross The Click

(Hook: lil Bay, Gangsta Gold and Mc Money)

Cause' if you cross the click nigga you catching slugs
Ana step aside we ain't barring it in the Frayser Click
Cause' if you cross the click nigga you catching slugs
Thirty eight, forty five, test us if you want to fool
Cause' if you cross the click nigga you catching slugs
Ratatatat, boom pop mothafucka' drop
Cause' if you cross the click nigga you catching slugs
Ana step aside we ain't barring it in the Frayser Click
Cause' if you cross the click nigga you catching slugs
Thirty eight, forty five, test us if you want to fool
Cause' if you cross the click nigga you catching slugs
Ratatatat, boom pop mothafucka' drop

(Verse 1: Bloody Bones)

Say farewell to your flesh cock back my tec
Aim for the chest of these busta' ass, niggas
Roll trough the Crest tyna' flex
Cause' they strapped to bail, you tricks best gun and trail
Midnight is the time, i send you bitches to burn in hell
Cause' if you got nuts trick, you better let them bitches hang
And shoot them thangs', and try to put one in me mane
No regrets for your murder when you cross the click, bitch
I bet you these hollow tips will put a end to that ana shit, quick, trick
Cause' if you cross the click nigga 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 killa killa spraya', so busta' boys watch your back
Or you'll be laying dead, [?] pop some lead in your ass
Catch it inside your head nigga

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(Verse 2: Dirty Red A.K.A Unlucky Lenny)

Slugs to your chest, oh what a mess, teflon trough your west
Bloody 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 damn fool get bucked down with a deadly tool
Cause' suckas' be scoping and hoping i'm [?]
Dumping and smoking your ass and [?]
These niggas be trying to sleep on the click
[?]
And this is on a real hoe, i'm bucking you bitches all down low
Cause' him or me gotta' go
Ain't no hoe in my blood, a hundred percent mothafuckin' thug
Dealing them drugs, sent you a slug
Showing busta' bitch ass niggas no love
Wear my gloves and my mask, ain't gonna hesetate to blast
On a trick or a bitch that's tryna' put me in the mix
Is you a bitch 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 asshole, going out like a psycho
[?] with your cash putting your ass in the past bro

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(Verse 3: Big D)
Yeah it's another-
Mothafucka on a killing spree, cominng from that RCG
Playas call me F-A-T D-A-D
Die in a blink of an eye, cause i'm staying high
Fucked up off that fry, don't know why you would even try-
To test a playa' pimping, cause' body bags zipping niggas-
When we get to tripping automatics start to ripping
Then we dipping leave the scene and no body seen
Shit mothafucka 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 fuck with
Or withstand the automatics that we buck' with
Sucka' Nigga duck bitch, laying in the trunk of that-
Caprice Classic four-door, bout' to meet the foh-foh'
You fucking with some killas trick so sipping is a no-no
Best to pay attention before you laying in a hole hoe

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