Ca$h Money Click - 4 My Click (street) lyrics

[ INTRO: Mic Geronimo ] Yeah yeah '94 style Ca$h Money Click Representin Ja Rule Nemesis Chris Black Get money [ VERSE 1: Nemesis ] Ca$h Money Click flips like acrobats over tracks Summersaultin on DATs and dropped off wax Surprise, it's the n***a with the red eyes I stay high with infrared seein through all y'all small guys n***as get nervous, got sweat in your palms I predict more downfall than Sly Stone's moms The fugitive runnin, crazed n***a with the knife Ill trife, got muthaf**as runnin for they life Totin down off of herbs and a forty Recollect enough styles up in my ???? with my shortie Who got, the sh** that's hot (the Click) I'm on the block, we're guardin spots, rockin n***as' knots So check us like illogic, some say I'm sinister Sizzling, in the summertime when I be settin the Subliminals, going through your mentals f**in n***as' heads up, leavin em in critical [ CHORUS: Mic Geronimo ] It's for my Click, n***a, nothin but my Click, and It's for my Click, n***a, nothin but my Click, and It's for my Click, n***a, nothin but my Click, and It's for my Click, n***a, Ca$h Money Click (I represent my click like a four-pound) --> Keith Murray [ VERSE 2: Chris Black ] sh** is f**ed up and it gets worse everyday That's why we sling rocks and all relate with them A.K.'s Straight reachin to all them n***as hustlin on the blocks Packin em glocks, sayin muthaf** the cops Lleyo's a street n***a's main occupation Caught sleep in the game, the morgue's your destination So go ahead with your badself, n***a I'm knockin dicks in the dirt with this one finger Wine be fine, what the f**, so is crime, n***a Roll a zhigge zhigge and blaze on the trigger, n***a Show no shame when you're caught up in this game Maintain, but never strain flow with the blow Cause in this trade you're full of tricks and surprises Downfall and rises, the Click enterprises Settin for nothin less, why fess? Ain't no turnin back, get caught up in this bloody mess [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3: Ja Rule ] Big shouts to my thug n***as, worldwide Peace to the East Side, West Side, n***a riiiiide.. Check out the way it's goin down in the underground The Click is packin four-pounds A full pressure, nothin settlin for less Eliminatin stress, 550 for a Tec Now it's time to move, stick and stack Nemesis, Black, keep your hand on your gat Cause it'is like that, the ghetto's been good but it's rugged True to the game, muthaf**a, I'ma thug it And make it happen, on stage or in the streets Put down your micro rhymin ?????? beats If your sh**'s real all you fake n***as know the deal Steal a bone from a dog and your cap get peeled By CMC, RIP, emergency All praise is due to Ja Rule and Ca$h Money [ CHORUS ] [ OUTRO: Mic Geronimo ] Yeah yeah Uknowmsayin? 3 brand new ways To get nothin but money Ha-ha Yeah yeah One love [ CHORUS ] Yeah (yeah) Muthaf**a (muthaf**a