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Oh, oh, yeah, pull me down, yeah, yeah
I can pull that [Incomprehensible], yeah, yeah

Screwed up click, my click of G's
Ahh, you got to feel that player M O E
Rolling with the Noke, rolling with the Noke D
Get up out the way, for the H A W Ka

Screwed up, what, chest be looking booed up
With the chemistry it's brewed up, tracks get chewed up
Brighten the mood up, when I'm spitting this all
Above the law, coldest nigga you ever saw

Stay there, outlaw hand me up the state
I infiltrate your chest stain and increase the death rate
Don't hate, my, it only makes us madder
Pockets get fatter, then a only makes them say matter

Squash all the chatter in the southern region
I pledge of alleigence to my niggas not breathing
We all still breathing screaming S.U.C.
And that's all for Mafios, and P A T

Niggas can't see me 'cause I'm rougher than most
You boys are like bread not butter and toast
They can't even come close, they done already told ya
Like the H A W K and a screwed up soldier

Screwed up click, my click of G's
Ahh, you got to feel that player M O E
Rolling with my click, it's the S.U.C.
And they call me, the Barre Baby

See when we floss our candy rides
Screens keep falling from the sky
Players ball and we stay true

And if you want to test my click
I pop problems what you get
S.U.C. and we god damn fools

We got that purple sticky dank
Chased with purple sticky drank
And forever we gone bang screw

Oh, it's the Screw in us
We gone represent with pride
It's the Screw in us till we die

Screwed up click, my click of G's
Ahh, you got to feel that player M O E
Rolling with the Po, rolling with the Pokey
Can't forget about, the Lil' Keke, yeah

Devistating and motivating it's the S.U.C.
Showing and blowing up since the year 93'
Everybody be claiming the click, they want to be down
Wait to trip, on a flip through H-Town

Let's take it back, 'cause you know we love that
Poppi in the gray lay with the fifth on the back of the lac
You know we ride chrome everyday
Having the ghetto dreams like my nigga P A

I say, we crossed inside and forever we glide
And one thing's for sure man southside's riding
Let's get this cheddar, you got your wood and your leather
Sitting tall on boys pushing dubs or better

This a click full of G's, so we do it with these
Keep the block on pop and the ice on freeze
Mo yo, and Keke for real it don't stop
S.U.C. took a mission on down to Wreckshop, come on

Screwed up click, gone keep it true
R.I.P. to, that DJ Screw
We gonna mourn you till we join you
And I want to say to you, without you fool

I miss my doll, man, miss my doll
We gonna sing all it out for you, baby
And it will always be there to help
[Incomprehensible]
Oh, oh, yeah, pull me down, yeah, yeah   I can pull that [Incomprehensible], yeah, yeah      Screwed up click, my click of G's   Ahh, you got to feel that player M O E   Rolling with the Noke, rolling with the Noke D   Get up out the way, for the H A W Ka      Screwed up, what, chest be looking booed up   With the chemistry it's brewed up, tracks get chewed up   Brighten the mood up, when I'm spitting this all   Above the law, coldest nigga you ever saw      Stay there, outlaw hand me up the state   I infiltrate your chest stain and increase the death rate   Don't hate, my, it only makes us madder   Pockets get fatter, then a only makes them say matter      Squash all the chatter in the southern region   I pledge of alleigence to my niggas not breathing   We all still breathing screaming S.U.C.   And that's all for Mafios, and P A T      Niggas can't see me 'cause I'm rougher than most   You boys are like bread not butter and toast   They can't even come close, they done already told ya   Like the H A W K and a screwed up soldier      Screwed up click, my click of G's   Ahh, you got to feel that player M O E   Rolling with my click, it's the S.U.C.   And they call me, the Barre Baby      See when we floss our candy rides   Screens keep falling from the sky   Players ball and we stay true      And if you want to test my click   I pop problems what you get   S.U.C. and we god damn fools      We got that purple sticky dank   Chased with purple sticky drank   And forever we gone bang screw      Oh, it's the Screw in us   We gone represent with pride   It's the Screw in us till we die      Screwed up click, my click of G's   Ahh, you got to feel that player M O E   Rolling with the Po, rolling with the Pokey   Can't forget about, the Lil' Keke, yeah      Devistating and motivating it's the S.U.C.   Showing and blowing up since the year 93'   Everybody be claiming the click, they want to be down   Wait to trip, on a flip through H-Town      Let's take it back, 'cause you know we love that   Poppi in the gray lay with the fifth on the back of the lac   You know we ride chrome everyday   Having the ghetto dreams like my nigga P A      I say, we crossed inside and forever we glide   And one thing's for sure man southside's riding   Let's get this cheddar, you got your wood and your leather   Sitting tall on boys pushing dubs or better      This a click full of G's, so we do it with these   Keep the block on pop and the ice on freeze   Mo yo, and Keke for real it don't stop   S.U.C. took a mission on down to Wreckshop, come on      Screwed up click, gone keep it true   R.I.P. to, that DJ Screw   We gonna mourn you till we join you   And I want to say to you, without you fool      I miss my doll, man, miss my doll   We gonna sing all it out for you, baby   And it will always be there to help   [Incomprehensible]
 
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