For Da Clique (East Hill Anthem) lyrics

Ayee Word n*ggas be actin like we wasn't the first one's out here making music man
Like we don't really do this sh*t
But it's coo though bro
If n*ggas want it Ruthlesss will make it ruthless my n*gga
If n*ggas want fire then let that b*tch burn then dog
It's Team Chill Hoe
It's Run It UP SEASON
UGH
UGH
UGH

Boii it's Team Chill but this sh*t hot
You know damn well that this b*tch Knock
Hating n*ggas wanna flip flop
Midget n*ggas getting Kris Krossed
Hold it down on this side of town
We them real n*ggas while you p*ssed off
Blowing pack when you Gangley bound
On 256th you can get popped
On some real sh*t you don't know me n*gga
Ace Be. I ain't phony n*gga
In my Vans running to them Bands
Flow Off The Wall so she's pouring n*gga
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 sh*t
IVE BEEN WORKING n*ggA WITH A PURPOSE n*ggA
TRYING TO SHINE AND GET RICH
n*ggAS LOVE TO HATE BUT THEY WANNA WAIT
LIKE WE AINT GRIND FOR THIS sh*t
BOII IT'S TEAM CHILL MAKING HITS

Say you rapping with us better stop that
Boii it's Green lights ain't no fallback
f*ck a Plan B I spit all facts
Getting straight bread Guda all dat
It ain't gravy n*gga we don't f*ck with you
Cause on the real n*gga Boii we Suning you
And that's too everybody and anybody
If you don't f*ck with us we don't f*ck 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 sh*t
It was written n*gga 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*gga
All my brodies been seen the picture
Gold BB's with extenders n*gga
Buck 50 boii we ain't f*ckin with ya
Still broke in the same spot
So I bossed up now I spit hot
With these verses n*gga I give head shots
You gonna f*ck around and get yo head mopped
Busting full clips like a snapback
I don't spit n*gga 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 b*tching n*ggas 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 sh*t
IVE BEEN WORKING n*ggA WITH A PURPOSE n*ggA
TRYING TO SHINE AND GET RICH
n*ggAS LOVE TO HATE BUT THEY WANNA WAIT
LIKE WE AINT GRIND FOR THIS sh*t
BOII IT'S TEAM CHILL MAKING HITS