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you going where you going?
Don't talk on the net then slip
Hop out the ride don't trip
My shing showers tucked right by the hip
Uptown dates with

wasn't the same
It really don't matter cause my name Flacko
Fuck that man shorty with the snot nose
I was driving over pot holes
Remember skate key and we

beats stomp like blunt guts nigga
This is most dope baby, what else could you want
Fuck with that bottom shelf, nah choose us
Mac showed me how

saying what i mean to (Facts)
We stay rolling up the diesel
Fuck with my clique and that error be lethal

They don't understand
I'm working like 24/8 for

Vicious, Reese, and Roll
Plus ya boy Freddie Gibbs
Man we outta control
My niggas is real soldiers
Y'all muthafuckas need to roll
With' us cause
You 'bout

I can tell, yeah
Mmm, it's us

I can tell niggas jelly by the way they look
Pray to God my Glock don't jam, Lord knows I don't hook
Pull up

Niggas ain't never wanted no war with us
Niggas ain't never did fly with us
Bitch, my clique notorious
Bet you can't come close to this
I sit in

clique and we cash out
Pot by the zip smoke a fat ounce
Ops wanna quit make em tap out
Fuck on my bitch blow her back out
Youngins get rich pull them racks

Initiated

2Pac

15 Years on Death Row

2006

real bitch the steel clique I bill with menaces 
Ya number one nemesis paragraphical like Genesis 

[Pac] 
Stupid motherfuckers Outlaw Immortal Bitch

clique
Ever speaking on the Goat
That's where my name fit rule one
I never hit 'em with the same stick
Gang gang shit, if you ain't one of us
And if it's

money)

First off
Touch your chick and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride
Come equipped with game
You claim to be a player
But I bust your wife
We

Bling Bling

B.G.

Chopper City in the Ghetto

1999

cut and my grill be slugged up
My heart filled with anger, 'cause nigga I don't give a fuck
Stack my cheese up, 'cause one day I'ma give this street

Name’s Lievanos, lil bitch better say it with respect
Fuck body shots, I’m aiming for your neck
I know that I’m blessed
Got my son right by my side

I can run with you? (yeah)
I know you don't know me
But um, don't you notice, like
Everyone keeps on looking at us (come on)
You know why (come on)

different aim
These niggas are weird
Don't fuck with a lame
I'm running my clique with a different domain
Switch in between like a typical blade
Nigga fake do

Got Beef

N.W.A

The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 2

2002

them bitches who talk that shit
Be them bitches that's gettin' they ass beat

Now don't come round here fuckin' with us
Cause on the real homeboy,

we wolf hounds and we ace
Just a keep a frown poker face, we gone hold it down in this maze

Pistol packed with the mag, fuck that shit don’t fuck with

sorrow?
Pain in a bottle with desire
Look up to Rallo, I wanna own the hood I put on
Put on like cologne, I wanna show you you don't need a loan (don't

draw down, hit his whole clique up
When he call, nigga, I don't never pick up
Can't come around us, if I don't trust him
He ain't with us, then nigga,

the same thing
Don't even rock the same bling
Don't even got the same clique
Geared up got new shifts
You're still on old shit
Oh shit
She fuck with the gang

I want eighty on my wrist
I’ll let that shit shine like the Big Bang
Gang here got the clique
Oh yeah we get high and we sip drank
Wavy with the drip

Misanthropy

X-Raided

Unforgiven

1999

with all my might,
So fuck waitin' patient, it's a virtue I don't have,
I got money on my mind and I want my shit in cash,
Fuck a forty acre

named phish get corrupt with the clique
With the homie shane b and we gone fuck with your shit
Got to duck another charge before I'm stuck with the bitch

aint looking for friends
Rather say Benz
Nigga fuck your advance
I'm already advanced now am
Man on the moon
Not Neil Armstrong
Bullet proof vest don't