Click Clack Pow Officer Down Remix 50 Cent (Ft. Kardinal Offishall)
"Click Clack Pow Officer Down Remix" by 50 Cent (Ft. Kardinal Offishall) is a #HipHop track from 2006 that explores themes of street life, violence, and defiance against authority. The lyrics convey a gritty narrative of survival and rebellion. Unique elements include energetic beats and sharp wordplay, reflecting urban culture's struggles and resilience.
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Eeny meany miny moe...
Let 'em go!
Mm mmm mmm with the law!
Haha!
Put it back, I got it... One more time, one more time!
YEAH!
[Chorus: 50 Cent & (Kardinal Offishall)]
Eeny meany miny moe!
.38, .44, .50-cali shotgun
I tear up yo Glock, son
Eeny meany miny moe!
Catch a piggy by the toe
Click-clack, POW! - Officer down! (We still scream: "Fuck The Police! ")
Eeny meany miny moe!
He may holla let 'em go
But nigga if you let 'em go, you get hung by the law
Eeny meany miny moe!
Eeny meany miny moe
Nigga you confused (CH'EAH!) - let me choose!
[Verse 1: Kardinal Offishall:]
AYO! - One "Licka Officer" walked the earned stripes, (BOOO!)
Two Licka pigs gon' get shot another night. (BOOO!)
Homicide would love for me to take a ride
But I ain't touch pork unless it's dead on the side
With a fork in it, police can suck my third leg! ('ey!)
Lock my niggas up beca' dem look like the dread. (oh, why?)
In the photo that was pointed out by one of your snitches
That worked at mr.Chows in the back doing dishes
That was upset with seein' all them niggas gettin' money
Coming inside the spot, treat the white folks funny
Flashin' all that paper, 30 deep up in the spot
That's why IRS come through to bum that club. (eeee-eeeeeah!)
We ain't waitin' for the boss man to come with no pig
Cause the crew that you deal with spray, (50: YEAH!) they don't say it. Nigga!
Eeny meany miny moe...
Let 'em go!
Mm mmm mmm with the law!
Haha!
Put it back, I got it... One more time, one more time!
YEAH!
[Chorus: 50 Cent & (Kardinal Offishall)]
Eeny meany miny moe!
.38, .44, .50-cali shotgun
I tear up yo Glock, son
Eeny meany miny moe!
Catch a piggy by the toe
Click-clack, POW! - Officer down! (We still scream: "Fuck The Police! ")
Eeny meany miny moe!
He may holla let 'em go
But nigga if you let 'em go, you get hung by the law
Eeny meany miny moe!
Eeny meany miny moe
Nigga you confused (CH'EAH!) - let me choose!
[Verse 1: Kardinal Offishall:]
AYO! - One "Licka Officer" walked the earned stripes, (BOOO!)
Two Licka pigs gon' get shot another night. (BOOO!)
Homicide would love for me to take a ride
But I ain't touch pork unless it's dead on the side
With a fork in it, police can suck my third leg! ('ey!)
Lock my niggas up beca' dem look like the dread. (oh, why?)
In the photo that was pointed out by one of your snitches
That worked at mr.Chows in the back doing dishes
That was upset with seein' all them niggas gettin' money
Coming inside the spot, treat the white folks funny
Flashin' all that paper, 30 deep up in the spot
That's why IRS come through to bum that club. (eeee-eeeeeah!)
We ain't waitin' for the boss man to come with no pig
Cause the crew that you deal with spray, (50: YEAH!) they don't say it. Nigga!
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