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For Da Clique (East Hill Anthem)
Ayee Word N***as be actin like we wasn't the first one's out here making music man
Like we don't really do this shit
But it's coo though bro
If n***as want it Ruthlesss will make it ruthless my n***a
If n***as want fire then let that Bitch burn then dog
It's Team Chill Hoe
It's Run It UP SEASON
UGH
UGH
UGH
Boii it's Team Chill but this shit hot
You know damn well that this Bitch Knock
Hating n***as wanna flip flop
Midget n***as getting Kris Krossed
Hold it down on this side of town
We them real n***as while you pissed off
Blowing pack when you Gangley bound
On 256th you can get popped
On some real shit you don't know me N***a
Ace Be. I ain't phony n***a
In my Vans running to them Bands
Flow Off The Wall so she's pouring n***a
Rainy day's so we in the clouds
Spaced out but still Hold it down
Since the Chill Tape we've been getting hate
I bet Ya'll fuming now
BUT ON EAST HILL IMA RIDE FOR DA CLIQUE
2'S UP 4'S DOUBLE DOWN I AINT PLAYIN WITH SHIT
IVE BEEN WORKING N***A WITH A PURPOSE N***A
TRYING TO SHINE AND GET RICH
N***AS LOVE TO HATE BUT THEY WANNA WAIT
LIKE WE AINT GRIND FOR THIS SHIT
BOII IT'S TEAM CHILL MAKING HITS
Say you rapping with us better stop that
Boii it's Green lights ain't no fallback
Fuck a Plan B I spit all facts
Getting straight bread Guda all dat
It ain't gravy n***a we don't fuck with you
Cause on the real n***a Boii we Suning you
And that's too everybody and anybody
If you don't fuck with us we don't fuck with you
Ain't no off and on like a light switch
I need Diamonds dancing all on my wrist
On a sidekick with some fly kicks
With a fine chica bumping my shit
It was written n***a what you gonna do
Since the 9th grade I've been working Duke
Ain't from N.Y. but I keep it fly
You couldn't hold me down if you wanted too
Cause I dreamed it n***a
All my brodies been seen the picture
Gold BB's with extenders n***a
Buck 50 boii we ain't fuckin with ya
Still broke in the same spot
So I bossed up now I spit hot
With these verses n***a I give head shots
You gonna fuck around and get yo head mopped
Busting full clips like a snapback
I don't spit n***a I attack raps
With a shotgun and blow it all back
See shells flying past yo whole cap
Been going dumb since the 10th grade
Cause my Ma Duke need her rent paid
If you stepping up you catching all fades
Tell them bitching n***as get the benga
Cause ima run it up till my breath fades
BUT ON EAST HILL IMA RIDE FOR DA CLIQUE
2'S UP 4'S DOUBLE DOWN I AINT PLAYIN WITH SHIT
IVE BEEN WORKING N***A WITH A PURPOSE N***A
TRYING TO SHINE AND GET RICH
N***AS LOVE TO HATE BUT THEY WANNA WAIT
LIKE WE AINT GRIND FOR THIS SHIT
BOII IT'S TEAM CHILL MAKING HITS