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Eastside got the ‘Claren in the city (Yep) That’s us yep, taking the mickey (Okay) When the Lambo drops, frightening Good ‘cause my life’s been trekking and hiking (Jheez) Westside got the drip for the year (For the year) Bro said I been sick for the year This run's gonna be quick to the clear ‘Cause I gamble a pound like flick in the air Flick in the air Flick in the air Flick in the air This run's gonna be quick to the clear ‘Cause I gamble a pound like flick in the air You don’t wanna walk through the fire with me Don’t be scared talk to the fire with me Throw your money in the air Heads come back, them coins They’re coming with me Back to the village, come radio if you wanna get a spillage I be the first to admit if I did it Spin a MC no Ls, man go for the winnage If you want to play with the fire, getting burnt might happen I know this pattern like Rob Mccracken All packs of knowledge I stack em All you gotta do is not get caught lacking Letras de cancionesDon’t leave your bredrin, make sure you back him Tell your bro stay in his house, no capping I’m outside, it's chapping, yeah I’m outside it's freezing All the styles I bust, them man lease ‘em They've been living off of barefaced treason I bet I’m gonna win the prem this season ‘Cause I’ve got the logic I win for no reason Drop top F-type season, say they don’t like me Yep I believe ‘em Eastside got the ‘Claren in the city (Yep) That’s us yep, taking the mickey (Okay) When the Lambo drops, frightening Good ‘cause my life’s been trekking and hiking (Jheez) Westside got the drip for the year (For the year) Bro said I been sick for the year This run's gonna be quick to the clear ‘Cause I gamble a pound like flick in the air Flick in the air Flick in the air Flick in the air This run's gonna be quick to the clear ‘Cause I gamble a pound like flick in the air Money goes down, money goes up Money makes man start going on fucked But if you let this money rule you You’ll end up in a fuckery, end up in a rut End up in a banger and for no stripes Looking for the likes looking for the dislikes Into this year, a few MCs saw man and they try hitchhike Dead, leave them man in the past It's Wiley and I’m getting ‘em hyper but It’s Wiley and I won’t get last I will go bare face, I don’t wanna mask I don’t want help when i’m going on a task See me on the train, you can see me on the bus See me in the car like an eastside boss Saying what the bumba, saying what the rass Yo, you can’t G-shock man ‘Cause you man are some cheap-shot man Rocksteady and Bebop man Fouled me at the basket, now I got free shots fam You can’t G-shock man You man are some cheap-shot man Rocksteady and Bebop man Fouled me at the basket, now I got free shots fam Eastside got the ‘Claren in the city (Yep) That’s us yep, taking the mickey (Okay) When the Lambo drops, frightening Good ‘cause my life’s been trekking and hiking (Jheez) Westside got the drip for the year (For the year) Bro said I been sick for the year This run's gonna be quick to the clear ‘Cause I gamble a pound like flick in the air Flick in the air Flick in the air Flick in the air This run's gonna be quick to the clear ‘Cause I gamble a pound like flick in the air From Letras Mania