The Click

The Click - On A Mission lyrics

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(feat. Kaveo)



[Intro: Kaveo]

E-40 check this out man

I don't know what is it about these ?sittin-uckers?

Thinkin we some kind of big nusters or somethin

But now watch me though

I like what you lacin that real shit down for em man



[E-40]

I got the block sewed up, three or four million dollar spots

Rocks jumpin off marijuana and herb

Eleven five hundreds due, dope fiends due off that dog food

Choppin down keys gettin all my props

Youngsters on the corner lookin out for cops

They really don't be trippin on what they can get

Cause I just take 'em to the mall and buy 'em a fet, huh

Pistol whippin punks on the boulevard

Wouldn't hesitate to pull ya house card

Cause I ain't takin no shorts in the game today

Quick to pop a punk tryin to short stop

Money hungry hard hitter stingy little numbskull

Penny pinchin large mail, down for my hustle

Sittin phat like Chublee

All about my money double batch full of scratch

Artillery, firearms and gats

I got funk with like seven different crews

Cause I done jacked, kidnapped and did dirt to those fools

So wrapped up in my money that I don't think nobody can harm me

Cause I'm a one man army

I get a thrill outta killin I ain't no peanut

If niggas roll some funk man I bring it to 'em

Ya movin too fast, out yells my mother

But it went in one ear, and straight out the other

Me and my partna head out on a misson

Program tight tell everybody we went fishin

Play up the scene, grab my mini-14

Gold proof vest and a glock seventeen

Old school mobb with a heck of a dense

Surgical gloves so that they can't trace the prints

I know I'm in a red lookin at death row

But fuck the five-oh, the po-po's and the metro

I'm on a misson



[Kaveo]

That's the shit I'm talkin about right there man

Cause when a muthafucka tryin to get his fit-netty on

That's the way shit got ta be handled

Cause in order to get paid you got to do damage and take advantage 

professionally



[E-40]

As a nigga start to plot I can catch 'em all at once

Start slippin' out of bounds on the other side of town

I'ma get that ass, caught him loose with the pants down

Now I fist the clown down goes my ski-mask

Drivin' real slow, puffin on indo

My partna E-Duece said (Man them niggas think they federal)

E was the driver, daredevil tight

I said "nigga that's the first word you said all night"

Cool, calm, collected but never on the sleep

E parked the car in the middle of the street

I hopped out the vehicle them tricks hit the deck

I started lettin loose like a Vietnam vet

PROP! POP! POP! Goes my mini-14

POP! POP! POP! Said my glock seventeen

Shit was like flyin, in every which way

Rated they ass with some hollow points spray

How long did it last? About five minutes or so

Nathin but a bloodbath niggas on a flo'

A few got away, but most had to pay

Those who got away, I'll find out where they stay

Cause bitches like to lay, and niggas like to screw

It's all about the setup, so look at what I do

Smoked up the block and then vanished without a clue

Switch up the cars and then change it to somethin new

I'm on a misson



[Kaveo]

Yeah man, yeah man, yeah

These fittin-ools don't understand

Boy it's some muthafuckas schemin and plittin out

And thinkin they gon' get with a muthafucka first, uh-uh

We ain't wit dat so instead we like snatch up the foam proof glocks

The ski-mask stocks

Two bitchs so we can like throw they sense of reality off

Catch 'em slippin' and leave 'em trittin up in man



[E-40]

The folks ?? a threatening situation

I must make the hit before they take retalliation

Straight gangsta shit poppin off in the war

I'm shootin everything when I kick in the door

One way to handle it I need a couple of scandalous

?? that I hook up with them fools and take chances

Ladies and gentlemen this shit here ain't for play

This the type of shit that happens every other day

My cousin's girlfriends little neice knows the leader

Says he'll do almost anything if she just let him jeer

Bootsee muthafucka really went for the shit

Baby told Du to bring his whole fuckin click

Partna was the burgalar and his folks was the vwice

What Du didn't know was he was in for a surprise

Baby brought a friend on the strength of gettin fetti

Waited for them tricks at the edge water telly

We was in the cut on the under in the closet

Ready to start some shit they was way out the closet

Knock knock knock! I said "ssh quiet down"

Blam blam blam! was the second time around

I opened up the door, and then I yelled bingo

Slapped in the click and let the muthafucka go

Mission accomplished
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