Tekst:
The Click Let S Get Drunk

[Chorus: x2] Now drink up, let's get drunk Le-le, le-le, let's get drunk Now drink up, let's get drunk and throwup in the car, let's get drunk [E-40

Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Get your ass up and let's get ill, that's right y'all We more than rough, we callin' your bluff And

what's that sound? AK-47, so ya better hit the ground Stop, everybody, what's that sound? AK-47, so get the fuck down! [Layzie] Well it's the #1 Assassin

't no favor, trigger, you fall It's Wish Bone, no shorts, gotta get mine Yeah, it's my time Me and my thugs smoking, choking Let a nigga P.O.D, off that

I'm gonna get me some Money, I'm gonna get me some Say my nigga y'all, better get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper Money's my thang gonna get

it ruthless, Mo Thugs Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this Gotta make that cheese, yeah, nigga we gettin' 'em (It's on, on, on) Nigga let's

pistol grip This some official shit Brick city keep it wrapped like a Christmas gift [Redman] Yo, eh yo cock it back click-click-click Hey! It's Dr Bombay Sick flow, get

go 'head with that man Just rhymin' over here man Hey go 'head, go get drunk, nigga Ay, go smoke yo' weed, nigga Yo, go drink yo' forty motherfucka It's

ya pappy nigga Its ice cube nigga And lil jon nigga So if ya drunk nigga Keep it crunk nigga Til' you punk nigga Feel tha bump nigga Get yo testifying