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00 clique - h-juice lyrics

[intro]
three, two, one, double 0

[verse 1: 1sloan]
feel some sort of way
i can’t get away
and i don’t think i’ve done enough to hear complaints
no i won’t hear what you say
you kinda stupid gotta say
can’t hear a single word you’re sayin’
and just keeping up with you it’s getting draining
and i’m high as f+ck, i don’t know what i’m sayin’
wait no, i’m not gon’, stop not givin’ up
me and the gang at the top like a citadel
you cannot give me a reason to give a f+ck
but i be down with the clique and i’m down to ride
i took an l and you know that i’m gonna thrive
pop me a perc and i think that i’m gonna die
double oh clique and again we gonna rise
taking a dub and while we doin’ this all the time
[verse 2: whyhaze]
i’ve been riding solo
i don’t wanna go home
she see me goin’ up now, she wanna take a photo
know that my bros can’t fold
movin’ on now, i can’t f+ck with you no more
had to speed up
i been in my bag i just popped like three more
i was down bad, so i had to up the score
i was down bad, so i had to go up, go up
walk in here wit’ double oh, but they already know us

[verse 3: kidavor]
f+ck do you mean?
you f+ck with my clique, then you f+ck with my team
and i slide with a beam
why you talkin’ to me?
focus up on my sight
so it don’t bother me
now we gunnin’ you down
it don’t matter now
i keep my bros at my side
f+ck it up, i think i might
it’s double oh until i die, yeah
if i see you it’s on sight, yeah
i wish you’d come and try, yeah
i’m f+ckin’ high like every night, yeah
dig a hole and take your life, yeah
and so i’m gone, all wrong
and i don’t know what to say
i don’t really feel okay
so i just smoke another j
[verse 4: yonklolz]
smoke up on that za’ then recuperate
we be at the top, we be switching states
you been on my watchlist, you ain’t behave
shooting at all of my targets, like i’m at a range
you ain’t got a bnb, your sh+t is lame
you couldn’t last a year, you should be ashamed
you couldn’t face, your fears, you just wanted fame
we gon’ light you up, like you’re holophane
b+tch now you just another name
you better be tough, you gon’ make those claims
yeah, we gonna surround you, put you in place
you sippin’ on that clown juice, you a disgrace

[verse 5: emags]
double oh family, double oh clique
you will never hit the sh+t that we hit
you will never smell that gas that we hit
you will never live the life that we live
sippin’ on that h+juice
why you think i hate you?
even through the rough times
there’s always been a breakthrough
hurry up, hurry up pick up the pace
i never have time so i never wan’ waste
met up with sloan and that boy from l.a
[verse 6: srrygate]
wait you can’t relate
double the bag b+tch we getting real pay
don’t bring me the cash if that sh+t ain’t a k
we smokin’ a pack
get that sh+t right now you ain’t gettin that sh+t back
back then, i remember sh+t would get h+lla tragic
now we in the bnb, makin’ it happen
back in, i been getting backends
double oh we tapped in
pourin’ up the soda
green triss with some red stuff
shootin’ out some green tips
we ain’t gon miss one
he gon’ pray that we don’t hit ’em
gotta baby, sit ’em
haze will prolly slit ’em
f+ck with double oh and you know i’m sliding with ’em
(with ’em, with ’em)

- 00 clique lyrics

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