D-Vo - Clique (S.S.G Remix) lyrics

[Hook: D-Vo] Ain't nobody f**ing with my Clique clique clique clique clique Ain't nobody better than my motherf**ing Clique clique clique clique clique All my fans know that I'm the sh** sh** sh** sh** sh** We f**ing with blunts because They are They are They are They are Lite [Verse 1: D-Vo] My line be ringing b**hes on my penis Saying that I'm a motherf**ing genius b**hes going wild Wait that's cliche Give me two b**hes, and we can have a three way Back to the clique We hotbox the whip Call a couple of b**hes, they s** the dick I do what I want Because I am the sh** Referring to the rap game I'm never going to quit I'm rolling with....f** I'm saying girl You know my crew name It's S.S.G we the top of the food chain We all going hard Just like Notre Dame Gotta get back to my motherf**ing [Hook] [Verse 2: LA $Alle] Now it's the double S G squad Doing something raw Call us awesome for the sh** That we be puttin' out Give us the WA now So spaced, they say we AWOL So many stripes, it's like where's Waldo Black Ops, got b**hes on call tho We ain't never falling back You can tell them all that Adam you understood that My stature over standing No bands just juicy word play I wrote a little book for you Sorry this wasn't a game Sorta didn't think it out right Ain't nobody better Ain't nobody f**ing with this clique Ain't nobody got this freal slang And all this sh** for real man Everything Gucci man I'm about to get some Lucy Boomers And drink this Bacardi With my motherf**ing... [Hook] [Verse 3: Dizzy] Yeah you know we winning I'm talented and gifted I'm stepping in the 8's And then I'm waking with the a fitted I'm balling like I'm Pippen A legend from the beginning I told them that I would get it I got it, the haters didn't So why you talking sh** You f**ing with my clique You bound to catch a illness Cause I'm spitting like I'm sick I'd rather die trying Then to say a soldier quit Cause I'm fighting for my team S.S.G we the sh** So you know my loud stink I'm grinding like I'm brink I'm chasing after paper All you do is sit and think So you never catch a fame fade away We the sh** A motherf**ing murder So you consume me b**h sh** S.S.G Clique Yeah we k** b**h I'mma k** switch Getting rich quick Yeah I'm trill b**h.... S.S.G f** with it [Hook]