Click Clack - K Koke, Skeng, Chuck

Yo, yo

It’s Koke, Skeng, Chuck

Real shit

Dun kno

Stonebridge, gutter life

North west ten shit

Chuck!

Listen

Yo, look

Tell me if my shit’s sick

Nigga please stand back I need a witness

Cause every tune that I’m making is a big hit

You fucking with the click, then you gonna get a big clip

And if you’re on a suspect’s hit list

Class yourself as unfinished business

Cause man I’ll finish up that business in due time

In due time It’s due to get very grime

Cause I can feel it in the air like Sigel

It feels dark and it feels very evil

Yo people, lookout for your people

Cause man will swoop on them cunts like an Eagle

For now, just bounce to the beat

And if you really want, then roll an ounce to the beat

Nigga, you better bounce to the beat and if you don’t

Then man’ll make you bounce from the heat

Click, clack, get back pussy better move

If he makes that, we take that, pluck him for his jewels

Won’t regret that, Forget that, bust it at his crew

When you get back, kick back and watch it on the news

Bang bang, when I’m coming, you prats better run

Get sand and I done him cause I’m plotting on one

See him then I skuff him, at least get some in

Trust me I’m not running, I’m here till it’s done

See him, confront him, see what he’s on

We’re not fronting, you know what we’re on

Yeah we’re on bang bang, hit you cunts and it’s not long

I know it’s wrong but we’re here now

Blue bandanas by the boxes getting shared out

Cutting up rocks by the blocks it’s getting shared out

I’m on the road, same clothes it’s feeling weird now, here out

Me and my boys we know your whereabouts

What you hearing now?

Sound of the struts that we’re sharing out

Blue bandanas, what you’re fearing now?

Bang bang bang, get zanged now you’re clearing out

Silly them, wanna see me get militant

Nine milli skeng will beat ten cause it’s ignorant

It’s suspects, bang bang, no fingerprint

Roughnecks catch a man, while he’s lingering

Shots catch a man, have his whole frame tingling

Koke is a don, couldn’t care what you think of him

There’s the whole my trigger finger’s in

Please understand the shots are not tryna tickle him

I hope you’re listening, these shots ain’t missing him

Got nothing to lose, not a pot that I’m pissing in

So leave your bits if it’s Bridge that you’re visiting

Cause this knife will have you on the stop pivoting

Cause we’re giving him stabs to the leg

Cause all my fam are mad, get zanged for the bread

Bang out the lead, bang till he’s dead

It’s blue gang fam we bang bang on the red