Luyện nghe bài hát Click Clack

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

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

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

2:]
DTheey call me Maraj, u & fuck your squad
Head bitch in charge, I ain't talkin [?]
I'm on da other & I ain't talkin bout call waitin
I'm VIP lil I jus walk straight in
Lil & Gabanna 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 da top like eight friends on your myspace
Stay in a childs place... Check da
I roc bitches dey throwin up da diamond (ITS THE ROC)
You on a flight, I be on islands
Mami accent sound faker den Dylan
MURDA DEM, DEM, fuck a competition, Already murda dem

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

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 to get up on one of my songs
U gotta deal, cause u was givn up da coochie prolly, but I'll one hit like oochie wallie
And u'll be gon to November Wyclef, I hold weight & I ain't talkin bout Biceps
I rep Queens like da crown, wen I'm in da town, ask Yung Joc... goin down
Kisses to my bitches and my niggas, getta
June, me up... mic check... how I sound?
Bitches kno da half, like dey flucked at math, give a fuck about a bitch & 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 only reach for the heat if you're [? ]
So when I lift da shirt dats da end of
Click Clcak mutha fuckaz, I ain't hear nuthin