[Lyric] For Da Clique East Hill Anthem (Ace Be.)

Ayee Word Niggas 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 niggas want it Ruthlesss will make it ruthless my nigga
If niggas 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 niggas wanna flip flop
Midget niggas getting Kris Krossed
Hold it down on this side of town
We them real niggas 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 Nigga
Ace Be. I ain't phony nigga
In my Vans running to them Bands
Flow Off The Wall so she's pouring nigga
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 NIGGA WITH A PURPOSE NIGGA
TRYING TO SHINE AND GET RICH
NIGGAS 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 nigga we don't fuck with you
Cause on the real nigga 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 nigga 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 nigga
All my brodies been seen the picture
Gold BB's with extenders nigga
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 nigga I give head shots
You gonna fuck around and get yo head mopped
Busting full clips like a snapback
I don't spit nigga 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 niggas 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 NIGGA WITH A PURPOSE NIGGA
TRYING TO SHINE AND GET RICH
NIGGAS LOVE TO HATE BUT THEY WANNA WAIT
LIKE WE AINT GRIND FOR THIS SHIT
BOII IT'S TEAM CHILL MAKING HITS