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