click...click   Chorus: (in korean)   meh ho whame...who ho san se   guyow mo duk juck se mew mo huk ics      sun duck kim chang!      read u like a tv giude you can't hide   betta use your cellular i tapped your phone line   its the ginger bread man, hoe catch me if u can   my kangol makes me look like MC Shan   rock tha atmosphere in my teflon gear   dont drink coffee but i love pam grier   let me give it to your ear drumin   you hear somthin'   try to stop it but it just keeps commin    just keeps dumpin   just keeps bumpin   just keeps crumplin'   tiga,bitch, relentless like a heat seaking missle then grissle   poppin like a 4-5 pistle with a pencil   blowin' kisses to my old bitches   good wishes, my red devil fish, man i feeds em gold fishes   baby did you call   i can hear ya whistle down the hall   sporting leather like an nba basketball   freeze frame, something like a homocide shot   on the move and alert when the set gets hot   its like chess, concentrate before u take a step   because killings on the street is in full effect   smoke 2 joints to the dearly departed   bust nine rhymes and im just gettin started   emcees come in packs of seven   and everytime i send em to the gates of heaven   its the ripper, creased like a fresh pair of dickies   most say andre, some say nicky, ricky, pass me a towel 'cause im sweatin   dice game goin on and im side bettin   little joe back doo nigga flow or blow   hoe wutchu know about the black fo-fo    left for a sec but its welcome back carter   and just like a baller i came back a starter   fully loaded, tricks up the sleeve like a theif   fifth dipped daytons, zap code beat      Chorus      microphone tec like straight kung-fu   nigga fuck me no nigga fuck you   its the nickatina beama masterpiece of rap   so when you hear raps, you betta cock yours back (click click)   deeper than a root canal, you know the style   starin at the judge in court with a smile   my mazda rx-7's name is pitiful pete   a one seater 'cause it beat in the passenger seat   i came sober, my ?vestiges? i came to get over   i dont drink king cobra bitch i am the king cobra   like dracula in an acura, cocaine white spectacula      Chorus