This is a song about "Clique"

For the low that nine cheap

And kill yourself and your clique

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Conquering you and your lame clique with ease

And my clique make that dinero, so it's time to meet the fuckers

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

I'm about to dip/ this clique is too fake , just hate/

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

Don't attempt to contradict my clique, yeah we may be ignorant

Man you can't join my clique if you can't attract the chicks

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathmore bodies being buried

I am the realest rapper out and imma be rollin with my clique

Off of ya melody

Rep my clique endlessly