Clique 645AR

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[Intro]
Yeah, S.O.S. the gang, nigga, 2 Train 2 Foreigns, nigga
Yeah, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh, yeah, I'ma die for the clique (Die for the clique)
Don't play wit' this shit (Don't play wit' this shit)
I'm proud to hit licks (I'm proud to hit licks, yeah)
Ay, man (Turn up)
Say, man (Turn up)
Early in the mornin' bustin' plays, man (Bustin' plays)
Early day wit' the work (The work)
I clean out his pockets like dirt (Clean out his pockets)

[Verse]
Shootin' shit up, don't miss (Turn up)
Hit in the head like he prayin' (Prayin')
Yeah, that Draco like Usher (Draco)
Yeah, that bitch it's gon' burn (Burn)
Yeah, yeah, where I come from it's hard to make it out (Yeah, turn up)
In the hood you get whacked for some shit that [?]
You know that I'm 'bout it ('Bout it)
You know I'ma die 'bout it (Die 'bout it)
Goin' out bad, I ain't into that (No)
Yeah, I ain't ever goin' out like a bitch (On god)
Yeah, niggas playin' so I stay wit' the stick (Stay wit' the stick, yeah)
Yeah, S.O.S. the gang, nigga, don't play wit' that shit (S.O.S. the gang, nigga)

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