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Clique (ft. ¢Dev x Unknown)

from The Crown Is Mine EP by iLL Co$by

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The second track on 'The Crown Is Mine EP'.
Clique (iLLMix)
Produced by Hit-Boy x Kanye West
Features ¢Dev (1st Verse) x Unknown (2nd Verse) of Authentic Collective.
Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by ETagg at ETagg's house.
Twitter: Me - @cosbyill, ¢Dev - @bointres, Unknown - @MrOceguera, ETagg - @erictagg, Authentic Collective - @_ACMusic

lyrics

[Intro]
AC muafucka…haan. Okay. Ain’t nobody fuckin’ wit’ my Clique…Clique. Ain’t nobody doper than my muafuckin’ Clique…Clique. Ain’t nobody flexin like my muafuckin’ Clique…Clique..Clique. And all these bad bitches man they want the ugh, they want the ugh, they want the ugh, they wanna fuck us.

[1st Verse - ¢Dev]
Goin’ rollin’ smokin’ potent/Got yo bitch she on me chokin’/All my dudes be highly on it/Pilot flyin’, always coastin’/TiLLtin’ bottles, over-flowin/ You know I stay wit’ the Bo and poin’ up/Jolly Rancher Sprite in a Styrofoam cup/Mixin’ trippy shit, got ya bitch she on my nuts/Rollin’ up my blunts but don’t even hit it once/Shades on my eyes ‘cause Ion’t wanna see ya fronts/Screw fame faggots ya’ll nothing compared to us/ Authentic Collective, scream it till my lungs bust/Get to the back of the line, just know that we gon’ fuss/Higher than a mountain call Mount Everust/Heaven that’s how far I go up/ Like the Twin Towers on 911 I blow up/Run up and stuck up like a white bitch wit’ her nose up/MJ fein, I’m smokin’ weed ‘tiLL I float up/A pot-headed killer, get us pissed we will come bust/Fuck all that talkin’ and walkin’ like ya hard or somethin’/AC we are like concrete, won’t crack but go hard on ‘em

[Hook – Me]
Ain’t nobody fuckin’ wit’ my Clique, Cique, Clique, Clique, Clique/Ain’t nobody doper than my muafuckin’ Clique, Clique, Clique, Clique, Clique/Ain’t nobody flexin’ like my muafuckin’ Clique, Clique, Clique, Clique, Clique/And all these bad bitches man they want the (UGH), the want the (UGH), they want the (UGH), they wanna fuck us.

[2nd Verse – Unknown]
AC is the iLLest/Nobody is fuckin’ wit’ us/You comin’ to talk shit? The dirt is where ya be livin’/I’m comin’ to make a kiLLin/Fuck you and ya niggas feelings/Leavin’ these niggas reelin’/Sins on the track unforgiven/They callin’ my flow forbidden/I’m eatin’ rapper for dinner/They say that my flow gold and the trucks I’m skatin’ are Silver/This is the 2nd verse, the next verse is a filla/No Michael Jackson, this EP is a ThriLLa/Rappin’ wit iLL Co$by and ain’t nobody iLLer/Call me the mailman, punch-lines delivered/Murdered the fuckin’ track and Unknown is the kiLLa/Said murdered the fuckin’ track and Unknown is the kiLLa

[Hook]

[3rd Verse – iLL Co$by]
Ahhh, Unknown you a asshole bruh.
AC is the dopest/Other niggas are hopeless/Ya team ain’t winnin’ ya prolly need some new coaches/Pickin’ off these opponents you better watch out for Snipers/You know that I be spittin’ that fire up in a cypher/I’ve always been the best but I’m striving for perfection/I’m so fuckin’ raw like Ion’t ever use protection/Before I keep goin I just gotta ask a question/Who in the game is fuckin’ wit’ Authentic Collective/You know we at the top, we don’t need iLLumanti/These rappers say they skate I’m like nigga do an Ollie/I know some niggas that’ll send shots thru ya body/Attend ya funeral and sit right next to mommy/Now Ion’t even have to tell you if that shits true/Niggas tryna claim that Iono people with pistols/They tryna tell me Iono people that carry glocks/My niggas goin’ in for the kiLL like Harry Fraud/Uggghhhh, had to make a lil noise for ya earlobes/AC! This is our fuckin year bro/These so called “rap dudes” they weirdos/My punch-lines have niggas speechless like they Zero/HAAAA, did anybody get that?/I ain’t wit’ the chit-chait/ I spit raps wit’ impact/Get back or get smacked/Dick out bitch lick that/Fuck Swag I meant that/I eat rappers like Kit-Kats/The shit I been that/My shit slaps, yo shits wack/ My shit bang like Click Clack/I ain’t neva sold that crinack/My pockets fat they need Slim Fast/Got a whole tank cuz I spit gass/I’m fresher than the breath of a nigga who's poppin Tic-Tacs/Uh AC we the releast/iLL Co$by I’m the iLLest/In Addresses I told you that I told you that I’d be makin’ kiLLings so I took this beat and I kiLLed it fuckin’ wit’ my Clique/Ain’t nobody doper than my muafuckin Clique/Ain’t nobody flexin’ like a muafuckin Clique/And all these bad bitches man they want the (UGH, they want the (UGH), they want the (UGH), they wanna fuck us/AC nigga

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from The Crown Is Mine EP, track released March 27, 2013

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