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Angels In The Cloutfield

by Cypher Clique

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1.
Bugsy 02:34
[Intro: E] Call it now, I ain't fucking with no clubs It's just me, that's my man, that nigga Bugs If I pull up, I might pull up with them plugs Bitch I'm hot, bitch it's hot, I'm on they top I got rocks, what you got? A lot of flop I got bops, I got drops, I got thots Bitch it's me, ain't no cops, a lot of drugs It's just me, that's my man, that nigga Bugs [Verse: Relay] Shorty on my top, and it's no cap Like a pair of kakis, cuttin' hard, cause there's no slack Girl your time is up, hit a spot to drop the hoe back Bout to hit the city, 9 o'clock. Where the bros at? Listen I'm a star nigga, fuck a cover charge cause I'm lit Check the drip, 100 dollar tip, I ain't even trip Got the liq, only taking sips, riding with the the Clique Hit the switch, yea I got the gift, you ain't make the list [Verse 2: E] That's a play y'all That's a day job Pull up with a fade Dodging jakes, dodging case y'all I don't care, I don't chase, I don't play y'all We can get it or we want it... [Verse 3: James Major] Here go again, pour the hen, ride with a couple of friends We're just trynna win, mode on ten, you too broke too spend Show you what my life bout Hit home runs, no Mike Trout I'm shining hard, no lights out We're running shit, that fly route [Hook: E] I call the shots, we ain't fuckin with no clubs It's just me, and that guy, that nigga Bugs Since I pulled up, had to pull up with them plugs Bitch I'm hot, bitch it's hot, I'm on they top I got rocks, what you got? A lot of flop I got bops, I got drops, I got thots Bitch it's me, ain't no cops, a lot of drugs When I pull up, I might pull up with them plugs [Verse 4: Mic Anthony] Sick flow on the track right? Shine bright like a flashlight Get blow like a bagpipe Cute chick, real thick, give her half pipe Lit off the liq but I lick like mad dykes Hoes mad cause we getting it in Really just mad cause I'm hitting her friend Mood switch up when she hitting the gin Jay Critch shit bitch I done did it again Like whoa! Get next to me, shorty wanna ride, get a check with me Like whoa! Quick texting me, babygirl now like an ex to me Like whoa! I don't know what to say man, just know that these niggas don't play man Bugs stay with the sack like Strahan Mic on the mic in your face like ray bans... bitch [Hook: E] I call the shots, we ain't fuckin with no clubs It's just me, and that guy, that nigga Bugs Since I pulled up, had to pull up with them plugs Bitch I'm hot, bitch it's hot, I'm on they top I got rocks, what you got? A lot of flop I got bops, I got drops, I got thots Bitch it's me, ain't no cops, a lot of drugs When I pull up, I might pull up with them plugs
2.
Freetown 02:42
[Intro: Mic Anthony] When I get back from California I'm trynna hang out with you I'm trynna fuck around with you I'm trynna sip brown with you I'm trynna drown in you Yadamean! All day long Yo! Hey! [Hook: Mic Antony] I could fuck around. You could fuck around I could fuck around. You could fuck around I could fuck around. You could fuck around We could run around. We could run around We could run around. We could run around We could run around. We could run the town I could fuck around. You could fuck around I could fuck around. You could fuck around [Verse 1: Mic Anthony] All day long (Gimmie Mine!) I be on that marijuana Everybody know a nigga really love the ganja Everybody know I'm popping like pills nigga Do it for the thrills nigga, liquor gives me chills nigga And I'm ill nigga, gotta keep it real nigga/ A lot rappers out here do it for clout I swear to God me and my dawgs we do it for self Like gotdamn man You be putting them to sleep like the sand man I'm the man man Got got got gotdamn man Swear to God we just sticking to the damn plan Cypher Clique ain't a one man band stand I got liq to hit, I mean I really got chicks get I mean I even got spliffs to split [Hook: Mic Antony] I could fuck around. You could fuck around I could fuck around. You could fuck around I could fuck around. You could fuck around We could run around. We could run around We could run around. We could run around We could run around. We could run the town I could fuck around. You could fuck around I could fuck around. You could fuck around [Verse 2: E] I feel lavish I feel like I'm the lead, I'm the captain I'm a beast, I'm a savage And roll up like a carpet, Aladdin Pull up to the house like a movie star flashing Which one these jawns Ima crash in? I'm trynna get to you like my back end And I don't fuck around like a fucking Drake accent [Verse 3: Relay] Probably with your shawty up in SOHO Making all the runs, call her Flo-Jo Wanted me to trick? That's a no no Baby you a brat, no So-So Ever since a youngin', followed bro code Rookies never chilled where the pros go Got it off the rip if the dough's slow Ace Hood, everyday's go mode [Hook: Mic Antony] I could fuck around. You could fuck around I could fuck around. You could fuck around I could fuck around. You could fuck around We could run around. We could run around We could run around. We could run around We could run around. We could run the town I could fuck around. You could fuck around I could fuck around. You could fuck around [Outro: E] Awww man Another hit from the Cypher Clique Mixed by the guy Jon Cambry I can't let my grandmama listen to this shit! But the groupies might Aye, Aye, Aye We could fuck around, I might fuck around We gon' fuck around, you can do it now You can do it, why not do it now? If you do it now, I can do it now ...Yeah!
3.
Hoop! 03:12
[Hook: James Major] When the day falls, we can party on the roof Shot of D'Usse, now shawty's getting loose And she's on me cause she know I got the juice Team making plays, so it's lookin like we hoop! When the day falls, we can party on the roof Shot of D'Usse, now shawty's getting loose And she's on me cause she know I go the juice Team making plays, so it's lookin like we hoop! [Verse 1: Mic Anthony] Bust it down, break it down, playing Chris Brown when I take her down Lot of rap niggas won't make it now, GLC track, gone off Jamaican clouds Like got damn, I'm the man, niggas wanna live like Peter Pan Niggas wanna live like the reefer man but to be the man you gotta beat the man And nigga I'm the man, nigga you's a mark Cappin' for the clout you should use your heart Same age but we're views apart And what you do for your kids, yeah I do for art Like why they think they can fuck with me? Why they think they can puff with me? Why they think they can drink like me? Everywhere got the pink with me [Verse 2: Relay] I'm hoopin' you playing the bench Got the juice and I'm quenched Eating good, what's lent? Henny and coke had bent The drip had your shawty all bent Versace cologne, she loving the scent Told come chill with a gent She riding the wave, I'm feeling like French Go and bust it down girl, you can do that Shots on the kid, she took a few back Left the spot earlier cause it's too packed After party going down, where the crew at? [Hook: James Major] When the day falls, we can party on the roof Shot of D'Usse, now shawty's getting loose And she's on me cause she know I got the juice Team making plays, so it's lookin like we hoop! When the day falls, we can party on the roof Shot of D'Usse, now shawty's getting loose And she's on me cause she know I go the juice Team making plays, so it's lookin like we hoop! [Verse 3: James Major] Sit back and get paid Laid up in the shade Haven't slept in some days These girls trynna get slayed Got short ones, got tall ones Got thick ones, and small ones Know black ones from Slauson White girls who love to say awesome But I'm on the move like renovation Cypher Clique, new presentation High up like I'm levitating Show love, we're never hating Put you on a shelf like an action figure That's why they come at a nigga Talk about who's stats are bigger Talk bout who's rappin' iller Damn, got these girls screaming while performing shows You making noise just to talk, what's that morse code? We're poppin' bottles like we won the series 4-0 And all I wanna do is hit the road and tour the globe This is exercise, told you we're the next to rise Bad chick, chest and thighs, and she wanna step inside No need to flex and try, cause we're just them better guys Plus niggas extra fly Bout to make my cheddar rise [Hook: James Major] When the day falls, we can party on the roof Shot of D'Usse, now shawty's getting loose And she's on me cause she know I got the juice Team making plays, so it's lookin like we hoop! When the day falls, we can party on the roof Shot of D'Usse, now shawty's getting loose And she's on me cause she know I go the juice Team making plays, so it's lookin like we hoop!
4.
Equinox 03:23
[Intro: E] Yeah Turn your speaker up Ima definitely turn your speaker Yo, yo [Hook: E & James Major] Turn you speaker, if your checks stack up Your knot pumpkin again Bitch ass fatter Your block jumping again Like it don't matter (You said you niggas squeeze a lot) Whoa! (And everything's for sale except the speaker box) Whoa! Big big scales like shit was equinox Whoa! I know niggas tell cause niggas tweet a lot Whoa! Be careful what you speak about Don't wanna meet him but I'll definitely turn your speaker If your checks stack up Your knot pumpkin again Bitch ass fatter Your block jumping again Like it don't matter (You said you niggas squeeze a lot) Whoa! (And everything's for sale except the speaker box) [Verse 1: Mic Anthony] If you see me in your area, shit be getting scarier Bitch I'm so sick, get Vicks, I got malaria Bitches is fuckin' terriers, I be trynna marry ya You be hoover to losers, I swear to God I should burry ya Hella niggas annoying me, women be disappointing me See me, I'm making history Babygirl it was meant to be So you should get with me Then suck the tip for me I swear to God I'm living but life is a fuckin' mystery Local niggas be dissin' me But we ain't listening Like how you dissin' legends when niggas ain't even industry? Like what you trynna do? And what you trynna say? Like how you talking crazy when everybody a mile away? [Hook: E & James Major] Turn you speaker, if your checks stack up Your knot pumpkin again Bitch ass fatter Your block jumping again Like it don't matter (You said you niggas squeeze a lot) Whoa! (And everything's for sale except the speaker box) Whoa! Big big scales like shit was equinox Whoa! I know niggas tell cause niggas tweet a lot Whoa! Be careful what you speak about Don't wanna meet him but I'll definitely turn your speaker If your checks stack up Your knot pumpkin again Bitch ass fatter Your block jumping again Like it don't matter (You said you niggas squeeze a lot) Whoa! (And everything's for sale except the speaker box) [Verse 2: Relay] Y'all should follow in my footsteps, 29, handsome Do whatever at will, guess I'm held ransom Rap but I keep them cooperate ties up at random Good, and I blend in with the whites like a Klansman Better yet the Hampton, six figure mixers Two hundred dollar plates with some top shelf liquor Real as it gets all for size, need a filter Due to poor traits, now they'll never get the picture Women of the world, yeah I'm laughing at you tricks The desperation shows when your passion's in the pit Arguing with friends if their caption is legit And their main goal's to own a fashion nova fit 40 minute ride, risk it all getting lit But it ain't a real trip unless the time zone switch Airbnb in the mountains While y'all finessing to get in free at the fountains [Hook: E & James Major] Turn you speaker, if your checks stack up Your knot pumpkin again Bitch ass fatter Your block jumping again Like it don't matter (You said you niggas squeeze a lot) Whoa! (And everything's for sale except the speaker box) Whoa! Big big scales like shit was equinox Whoa! I know niggas tell cause niggas tweet a lot Whoa! Be careful what you speak about Don't wanna meet him but I'll definitely turn your speaker If your checks stack up Your knot pumpkin again Bitch ass fatter Your block jumping again Like it don't matter (You said you niggas squeeze a lot) Whoa! (And everything's for sale except the speaker box)
5.
[Intro: Relay] I like this one right here Had to take my chains off, you know Didn't want em to hit the mic and all But let me get warmed up [Verse 1: Relay] Leather straps on the sky dweller Getting chauffeured in that lime Tesla Y'all deal with cabs like a wine cellar Pelle Pelle with the swine texture And it compliments the fly sweater Moving cause my time's treasured In the 6 where the dimes better Educated , fine, clever So anything we do is my pleasure Became a fan because I rhymes stellar And tried to buss it back, but I told the broad I don't ride SEPTA On the bread chase, aiming for them bags of flower Y'all can't hustle so y'all hate, bunch of shabby cowards Fashion killer, Burberry with he snazzy collar Scotch and soda on me, you would think I went to happy hour Cloth talk, I was cut vintage Designer patch got the smuts drippin' Cayans, I cuff diffrent Gotta dress the part to earn the position Guess I brought it all to life thanks to firm intuiton Holla... Easy...
6.
Rebel Wilson 03:56
[Hook: Erich] White Balenciaga - thick as fuck, Rebel Wilson And all I do is kill shit I been on a bean, on a buck, on my bullshit South Colombian crocs in the pulpit Duck, come in on some cool shit Duck, come in on some cool shit Duck, come in on some cool shit Duck, come in on some cool shit [Verse 1: Erich] White Balenciaga thick as fuck Rebel Wilson Gucci on my nuts I'ma nut I don’t feel shit I been on my job, free the guys, free Meek Mill shit Yellin’ free the squad on my drops, Russell Wilson Bao! One shot kill shit I can’t do ya show if it’s back of the bill shit You might lose ya how if she act on her feelings Party in the pool, we don’t fool with the pill shit [Bridge: Erich] I’m a drunk I’m the illest Pouilly Fumé Blanc, pour sauvignon on her feelings Fun like a field trip, fuck on the ceilings Dumb on that real shit Seasick and I still win I’m a drunk I’m the illest Pouilly Fumé Blanc, pour sauvignon on her feelings Fuck on the ceilings, Fun like a field trip Dumb on that real shit Seasick and I still win [Hook] White Balenciaga - thick as fuck, Rebel Wilson And all I do is kill shit I been on a bean, on a buck, on my bullshit South Colombian crocs in the pulpit Duck, come in on some cool shit Duck, come in on some cool shit Duck, come in on some cool shit Duck, come in on some cool shit [Verse 2: James Major] One big room, full of bad women I'm on the hit and run, we ain't going past innings When I'm on the fast mission, cash getting, stacking it And I need a new whip, fast driven, black tinted Said my style's incomparable, need a shot a theraflu Sick shit, I'm the main factor, new variable I could knock you down, knock you down, Keri Hilson She on her knees talking to my balls like WILSON! [Verse 3: Mic Anthony] Duckin' matrimony, pussy sound like macaroni Niggas talking phony to their homies like they're rappin' for me But I'll be Axel Foley, ain't nobody actin' for me 90's with the rhymin' you's a hymen, nigga pass the 40 Crew full of fuck niggas, mad you ain't us nigga You lookin' sus nigga, I don't really trust niggas I don't know why they fuckin with me There's a reason they ain't puffin' with me I get it lit nigga [Hook] White Balenciaga - thick as fuck, Rebel Wilson And all I do is kill shit I been on a bean, on a buck, on my bullshit South Colombian crocs in the pulpit Duck, come in on some cool shit Duck, come in on some cool shit Duck, come in on some cool shit Duck, come in on some cool shit [Verse 4: Relay] Coming on some cool shit, feeling like I'm Lupe All up in the mix taking sips of the dusse Litty on a Tuesday, homie this the new age Wiggin' out when I'm in the spot cause I'm too paid Liquor got me sauced, told your girl to bring the noodles You don't know the boy, better go and do your googles Putting on a show, might as well call me Hulu Money talking over here, homie this ain't for the frugle [Outro: Mic Anthony] Come in on some cool shit Niggas on they bullshit Spit, I got a full clip You on your knees, on your knees, like the pulpit

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Recored in North Hollywood, California. February 2109.

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released May 31, 2019

Performed by: Cypher Clique

Produced by: James Major

Mixed & Mastered by: Jon Cambry

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