click & spark

d.j clue

desert storm

you know how we do things

right now

whachu bout to hear

whachu bout to witness

f a b o l o u s

come on

my man fabolous

the album

ghetto fabolous

come on man!

my gun go click and spark

don't leave witnesses to point me out on 106 and park

son those slick remarks

gon' get you

bla-bla da da

bla-bla da da da da

ya walk through my p's and karats

wind up hook on machines

livin' like peas and carrots

ya team wanna beef

thats when i screw the muzzle on the tip

and strap the beam underneath

when i ride through

ya dont see no lid

i put snipers on the roof like nino did

all it takes is some c-note slid

to have you on the news askin if anyone seen yo' kid

i dont scream it in a rough tone

i got spots in the whip to stuff crome

that would of help puff combs

every hustler on this planet

givin' away twenties so big

they in sandwhich bags

nigga

uh

yea

f a b

o l o u s

yea

fo real

uh

yo

uh

these niggaz gots to be punched

act stupid

get shells in ya stomache

like you ate pasta for lunch

if i let this diablo door raid

i'ma have the front of ya crib lookin like diallos doorway

see i know all yays

we buy ours pure-yay

we waitin on boats

these guys go broadway

ya gon make me tie a bomb under ya benz

see how much you talk wit firearms under ya chin

no you cant take the coupe wit ditches

cause when i hit the highway

it always makes the croup suspicous

please

i get my dollar from the hersey

i'm on that fly gangsta shit

i pop the collar on my jersey

you know i got the heat the way the vanson is bendin

same laid back flow

no dancin' or grinin'

who else can it be spellin it at them

you have them tappin they friend like i'm tellin you that's him"