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lirik lagu keep clickin – 150 wiz

[chorus: 150 wiz]
we them n*ggas that do what they rap ‘bout
we been on 50 so why would we lack now?
they don’t see me the same cos i rap now
i’m not a boogie but i bring the mac out
.40 done woke up the block, that sh*t mad loud
we be smokin’ the deads, he a pack now
know a n*gga put on, he a rat now
villy got shot so i heard when he sat down

[verse one: 150 wiz]
keep cl!ckin’, don’t stop
before he was rappin’ that n*gga had no opps
i can’t be in the party with no chop
baddie shakin’ the room like oh god
b*tch we go walk ups, got shots for their whole squad
we be steppin’ whenever it’s go time
we be stompin’ for bro and they all hide
i wanna link but she’s scared of the o side

[verse two: 150 wiz]
like come through, don’t panic
don’t be scared cause the opps do no damage
pass her the henny and she will start dancin’
like, buss it, buss it, buss it
she the leg, she know i will not cuff it
when i get st*rdy i’m tappin’ my m*ffin
head shot cause he ain’t see it comin’
he gon’ get shot [?] pushin’ and shovin’
[verse three: m dot]
hop out the v and i’m tryna get ‘em
cl!ckin’ and cl!ckin’ til this sh*t is finished
i catch an opp, tryna whack him no tennis
chase down gang, i ain’t tryna miss em
free cpe, he said the opps they ain’t livin’
black masked up, we gon’ handle business
said that he spinnin’, [?]
hollows they hit him, leave that boy twitchin’

[verse four: m dot]
die y gang, boy you better listen
cause i’m tryna’ slide, knocka get to kickin’
heard them boys outside, so we started spinnin’
leave him traumatised, turn him to a victim
free the whole gang that’s stuck in the system
ygk, tell them boys stop dissin’
we cl!ckin’ and cl!ckin’ like we takin’ pictures
gang, gang, gang gang

[verse five: coe wiki]
hop out b*tch i’m quick to attack
everything dead i ain’t givin’ no daps
ride around with that sh*t on my lap
treat ‘em like ricky, shoot him in his back
keep spinnin’ like, keep spinnin’
screamin’ out lotti when we feelin deady
keep cl!ckin’ like, keep cl!ckin’
b*tch i keep cl!ckin’ that b*tch til it’s empty
[verse six: coe wiki]
i get greedy
i might hang out and do ‘em like ricky
catch a jag and i bet it get mixy
eli tote thirty but we goin’ fifty for fifty
like they know my bop
call the mitch and they slidin’ with chop
[?] i be ready to up even by the cops
and i don’t give a f*ck, tell that boy let it flock

we them n*ggas that do what they rap ‘bout
we been on 50 so why would we lack now?
they don’t see me the same cos i rap now
i’m not a boogie but i bring the mac out
.40 done woke up the block, that sh*t mad loud
we be smokin’ the deads, he a pack now
know a n*gga put on, he a rat now
villy got shot so i heard when he sat down

- 150 wiz

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