YG - Click Clack lyrics

[Hook] I got that click-clack, bang-bang, hit a n***a up It's that young n***a, Rich Gang, we don't give a f** Give your b**h this dang-a-lang, she gon' give me some Got that big AK thang, sittin' in the trunk [Verse 1: YG] That b**h called my phone askin' me about my other ho If she keep pressing, I'mma f** around and f** her, though b**hes, snitches and fake n***as, I don't f** with those Swear you n***as p**y, n***as chicken like Buffalos Ride around in that Porsche, cops tryna blurt me, of course Your n***as don't eat pork, my n***as don't do court Murder, murder, murder, murder You n***as ain't beefin' with a hamburger (it's 400!) [Bridge] Said my homies gettin' high (to my homies gettin' high) Swear somebody gonna die (somebody gonna die) I said my homies gettin' high (my homies gettin' high) Swear somebody gonna die (somebody gonna die) [Hook] [Verse 2: Ferg] You can find me in the Bay, and I'm riding Continental Bumpin' Mac Dre, and he got me on my thizzle Fill that up with lead like a motherf**in' pencil b**h gon' give me head while I'm loading up my pistol See the homie YG, rollin' down my window Said they try and try me, what you tryna get into? f**in' with the wrong one, we gon' get revenge f**in' with the wrong n***a, five shots in your Benz f**in' with the wrong n***as, those are not your friends They a bunch of wearin' thong n***as, hiding behind tints See you f**in' with the Trap Lord, you committing sins You gon' get what you asked for: two shots to the chest [Bridge & Hook x2]