Color Click..
(*gun shot*)
The baddest of all Northside blowing up, can't stop us
I got the click I know I told you niggaz once, I ain't gotta say it Black, Puerto and Spanish chicks All wanna hop in the slab with me, and roll me tonight Your nigga, is getting and pissed He trying to say, that he having it at al But your pussy, is the clit Color Changin' boy, and my mission is to cock back and destroy
My click is bad, off the dome Sick with the pad, rolling on chrome in the whip or the Despicable cash, mouth look like glass And you girl just laugh, at pitiful ass Can't no one use the words, and syllables as My little cool ass, jamming a Screw cause I said a bit too fast I'm skipping through class, flipping through With little du-rags I'm a too bad, I spit at you fags The pistol blast, at your critical mash You a little too slow, that's a little too bad On the mic I don't back down, I clap at you whack Bury rappers under the stage, the mic in a black gown Get slap and sat down, with and fast nouns No gat to be found, when the searching pat down It's Koopa and Rasaq, in the booth or in a We the click, we hot and you not We rap and you talk, we floss and you We pass and jock, we get props you do not
Yeah, yeah..
I step up in a building on my head, I'm too gutter to speak I'm gutter I cheat, every week a slut or a freak on my head, like I'm too gutter too speak I'm gutter I cheat, week with a slut or a freak Build-build-building on my head, like I'm too to speak I'm gutter I cheat, every week with a or a freak I her physique, Koopa can put the nut on her cheek Her butt or the sheet, or be slow with it and nut on her The other's a treat, when they see how I cuddle the Hakim for the hew, or the color of a leaf Green, king of the and now my brother's the Chief Chamillionaire.com Don, say the borther's a geek But no, the got one point five million hits Check my track record, I drop one five million hits Some chicks are crooks, your cheddar will get took I'm six inches taller, I a lot of cheddar then a foot She mad cause my verses and hook, are better than her I step up in U-Face, with a sweater and some books No scooting, just to see who want it with me When to come to learning to add, I teach my for free In school I never wanted a A, or a B I wanted a G, now all the G's be me Hold up my are ferris, my rims the rarest He dick down airport chicks, might him in Paris 'em feel embarrassed, like she just did an appearance On a Gone Wild video, and got caught by her parents No to marriage, so she gon be my enemy If she marry me, I'll let her down gently The way that he spend it, he must be kin to a The President poster child, got paper you'll never see it's the
All mighty Koopa, bow down Ghetto Status mayn
Hmmm, we foreigns Rims spinning and the paint, gon change fa sho the game's, getting boring Rasaq and Chamillionaire, will and save the show shows, and touring We ain't signed to a major, but got do' Color Changin' Click, go