Click Clack
40 Cal. Feat. A-Mafia Lyrics


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Dipset, Skeme, Let's get it poppin
Told niggas 3 verses ago ya not fuckin wit me

(Verse 1 40 Cal)

Look, I'm no argue critic I spark the biscuit
That'll throw back more caps than starter fitteds
I'm from Harlem, Lenox where cars a kitted
Where niggas a borrow ya gun just to rob you wit it
See you could put out ya DVDs to help yo ass
But it's like a mobile home cause ya trailer trash
Thats why I sell work and melt the bags
Cause the dimes so big it's lookin like Alka Seltzer tabs
And the customers know that ya bubblin slow
Before the movie I been had hustle and flow
That's why I double my dough and keepin my game tight
Shoppin spree cop a key re-up the same night
Yo Killa I don't think they readin my name right
Cause it don't take a genius to see that i'm way nice
I pop, pop, pop that thing
When I rhyme call me the rewind that king
Wit a combat swing and a nine that bling
I get signed by fall and drop by spring

(Chorus)

What, What, What you wanna talk about
What, What, What you wanna talk about
We see em (Where) We leavin (Yea)
He schemin he be beastin
Heard he kill people we believe em
Oh shit he's reachin (Get down)
It goes, Click Clack What you wanna talk about
Click Clack What you wanna talk about
Click Clack What you wanna talk about
Don't make me call you out and have my niggas chalk it out

(Verse 2 A-Mafia)

You know I stay on the grind I ain't never late
I handle mine when it's time I don't hesitate
So when you see that long nine you better skate
Bottom line i'm here to get mines so get the record straight
They rock expensive necklaces 600 Benz's and Lexus'
You don't understand what the messege is
We roll out and swerve lanes huned thousand on the bird chain
Nigga it's Purple City Byrd Gang
Yea i hope you heard man what i'm talkin bout
Eagle surroundin you get back when the hawk is out
Me im what New York is about
Ain't no singin here the king is here
Cling to ya chair imma do my thing this year
So much bling in here it might hurt ya eyes
I'm the first to ride my gangsta is certified
I'm on point like a hollow tip
My niggas swallow Crist you wanna get money then dummy follow this

(Chorus)

We see em (Where) We leavin (Yea)
He schemin he be beastin
Heard he kill people we believe em
Oh shit he's reachin (Get down)
It goes, Click Clack What you wanna talk about (Nuffin)
Click Clack What you wanna talk about (Nuffin)
Click Clack What you wanna talk about (Yea)
Don't make me call you out and have my niggas chalk it out

(Verse 3 40 Cal)

Look, I'll put you in a body cast Glad lock body bag
Laugh and probably brag that's how I lolly gag
I'm the truth with no polygraph shotty blast
Spaz and skate wit ya ice wit no hockey mask
I play Jason Diddy bop wit my cocky ass
The dime on the block more brolic than Oxy pads
Thats the punchline they comin like boxin jabs
Some niggas like 40 got an adoption swag
Niggas see me play follow the rapper
Go to the store and cop them a bottle of swagger
Ma next time you see a nigga holla'n at ya
Don't need a oxygen mask to realize that he gassed ya
Up like his life real a couple of ice grills a get a nigga hit wit the truck wit the spike grill, ILL




I give a fuck how ya life feel
All i'm worried bout is blood fuckin up the nice wheels, chill

Overall Meaning

In the song "Click Clack", 40 Cal. and A-Mafia demonstrate their superior skill and lyrical prowess. The song is filled with clever wordplay and boasts of their gangster status. In the first verse, 40 Cal. declares that he is no argument critic and is willing to use his gun to settle any disputes. He discusses his background in Harlem, where cars are customized, and how he sells drugs. He boasts of his ability to double his money and maintain a tight game. He declares himself the "rewind king" and threatens to use his gun on anyone who tries to step to him. In the second verse, A-Mafia joins in with a declaration of his own gangster status. He speaks about his "certified" gangster lifestyle and how he handles business when it's time. He talks about his expensive jewelry, luxury cars, and loyalty to his gang. He declares that he is what New York is all about and encourages others to follow in his footsteps. In the final verse, 40 Cal. continues his lyrical assault, boasting of how he can put people in a "body cast" and laugh about it. He talks about his swag and how others try to imitate him. He finishes by warning others not to mess with him or his car, or they will face the consequences.


Line by Line Meaning

Look, I'm no argue critic I spark the biscuit
I'm not one to argue, I'll just pull out my gun and start shooting


That'll throw back more caps than starter fitteds
My bullets will leave you with more holes than a snapback cap


I'm from Harlem, Lenox where cars a kitted
I come from a place in Harlem where everyone has tricked out cars


Where niggas a borrow ya gun just to rob you wit it
People will borrow your gun just to use it to rob you


See you could put out ya DVDs to help yo ass
You could release a movie to try and become successful


But it's like a mobile home cause ya trailer trash
Your efforts are worthless because you're still living in poverty


Thats why I sell work and melt the bags
That's why I sell drugs and break them down for profit


Cause the dimes so big it's lookin like Alka Seltzer tabs
The drugs I sell are so big that they look like Alka Seltzer tablets


And the customers know that ya bubblin slow
My customers know that you're taking too long to make money


Before the movie I been had hustle and flow
I've been hustling and making money long before the movie Hustle & Flow


That's why I double my dough and keepin my game tight
I make twice the amount of money and always stay ahead of the game


Shoppin spree cop a key re-up the same night
I go on a shopping spree and then buy more drugs to sell that same night


Yo Killa I don't think they readin my name right
I don't think people are pronouncing my name correctly


Cause it don't take a genius to see that i'm way nice
It's obvious to anyone that I'm very talented


I pop, pop, pop that thing
I shoot my gun repeatedly


When I rhyme call me the rewind that king
I'm so good that people want to hear me rap again and again


Wit a combat swing and a nine that bling
I have a weapon and it's flashy, like jewelry


I get signed by fall and drop by spring
I get signed to a record label in the fall and have a new album ready to go by spring


We see em (Where) We leavin (Yea)
We see the enemy and we're leaving the area


He schemin he be beastin
He's planning something and he's very dangerous


Heard he kill people we believe em
We've heard that he's killed people and we believe it


Oh shit he's reachin (Get down)
He's reaching for a weapon, get down


Don't make me call you out and have my niggas chalk it out
Don't make me publicly challenge you and have my friends fight you


You know I stay on the grind I ain't never late
I work hard and I'm always on time


I handle mine when it's time I don't hesitate
When it's time to take action, I don't hesitate


So when you see that long nine you better skate
If you see my gun, you better run away


Bottom line i'm here to get mines so get the record straight
I'm here to make money, so let's get that straight


They rock expensive necklaces 600 Benz's and Lexus'
Other people wear expensive jewelry and drive luxury cars


You don't understand what the messege is
You don't understand what's really important


We roll out and swerve lanes huned thousand on the bird chain
We drive around recklessly with an expensive diamond necklace


Nigga it's Purple City Byrd Gang
We're members of the Purple City Byrd Gang


Yea i hope you heard man what i'm talkin bout
I hope you understand what I'm saying


Eagle surroundin you get back when the hawk is out
My crew is backing me up, so watch out when I'm around


Me im what New York is about
I represent the true spirit of New York


Ain't no singin here the king is here
I'm not here to sing, I'm here to rule


Cling to ya chair imma do my thing this year
Get ready for me to make a big impact this year


So much bling in here it might hurt ya eyes
There's so much jewelry around here that it might blind you


I'm the first to ride my gangsta is certified
I'm the leader of my crew and I'm a certified gangster


I'm on point like a hollow tip
I'm sharp and precise like a bullet


My niggas swallow Crist you wanna get money then dummy follow this
My friends drink expensive alcohol, if you want to make money, follow our lead


Look, I'll put you in a body cast Glad lock body bag
I'll hurt you so badly that you'll need a body cast and a body bag


Laugh and probably brag that's how I lolly gag
I'll laugh and brag about how easy it was to hurt you


I'm the truth with no polygraph shotty blast
I'm honest and my gun is always ready to shoot


Spaz and skate wit ya ice wit no hockey mask
I'll cause chaos and then escape, leaving you without any protection


I play Jason Diddy bop wit my cocky ass
I act like a villain from a scary movie and dance with confidence


The dime on the block more brolic than Oxy pads
The beautiful woman on the street is tougher than a painkiller


Thats the punchline they comin like boxin jabs
That's the joke, people are coming at me like I'm a boxing opponent


Some niggas like 40 got an adoption swag
Some people lack originality and copy my style


Niggas see me play follow the rapper
People try to copy my every move


Go to the store and cop them a bottle of swagger
They go to the store and try to buy confidence like it's a product


Ma next time you see a nigga holla'n at ya
Next time a man tries to talk to you


Don't need a oxygen mask to realize that he gassed ya
You don't need an oxygen mask to know that he's trying too hard to impress you


Up like his life real a couple of ice grills a get a nigga hit wit the truck wit the spike grill, ILL
Some people pretend to be wealthy and intimidating, but real gangsters will hurt them


I give a fuck how ya life feel
I don't care what you think or feel about me


All i'm worried bout is blood fuckin up the nice wheels, chill
All I care about is keeping my car clean, calm down




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