CLIQUE CLIQUE BANG est une chanson en Anglais
Bitch I’m god
Always been him
Dissect his body from chest to the limb
Imma ruin your life Imma take what is mine
And to you that's sad but to me that’s fine
Oh you wanna talk
You gon get a blade through yo chest
I'm a god
Run up with the K’s and the vest
For the flock
Holo put a hole in his chest
You a bot
Oh you want the smoke that a bet
Oh my god
You don’t want the smoke you jus wanna die
Run up with a with a saw blade imma take yo eye
Imma sew a mask catch a kill in disguise
Make you drink gasoline til he bloat and he die
We are not friends not now not ever
Take a nigga head if he thinkin he clever
Opps all predictable they pourin like the weather
When shit get difficult I am applying pressure
Rip rip rippin out yo teeth
And I’m cuttin up the spleen
Into itty bitty pieces, I don't need a reason
Doom is what I'm seekin
You are what I'm eatin
I don't want peace, I just wanna leave you bleedin
Rippin out yo teeth
And I’m cuttin up the spleen
Into itty bitty pieces I don't need a reason
Doom is what I'm seekin
You are what I'm eatin
I don't want peace I just wanna leave you bleedin
Bitch I’m god
Always been him
Dissect his body from chest to the limb
Imma ruin your life Imma take what is mine
And to you that's sad but to me that’s fine
Leave it be
Cause I left how I want it
Now you see you a pawn in my socket
Make you bleed for M’s in my pocket
Got 3gs and a Glock in my pocket
I don't wanna listen niggas I don't wanna talk
We got autos and a semi nigga holo on the mop
I don't even wanna see you nigga watch out where you walk
And I pray that you keep talkin nigga make you swallow rocks
Clique clique bang let the stick bang make his body rot
Ribcage catch a replace cause I shoot a lot
Insane I am not sane I don't talk a lot
Bitch made and a bit round cause you eat a lot
Run up with the shootas and we neva gonna miss
If you think that we are playin you should try and take a hint
And I know you ain’t about it cause you always been a bitch
Back 2 back always crying but could never make a hit
I had 52 and now I have anotha 20 more more
You are 52, you can't fit your stomach through your door
I had 52 and now I have anotha 20 more more
You are 52, you can't fit your stomach through your door