Lyrics:
and chunk the duece up
These 84s would make a hatta put his shoes up
And you ain't shit if you ain't never been screwed up [x2]
[Verse 2: Trae]
I'm in
life) weeell
A Slow Loud And Bangin' c.d., some Screwed Up Click and
A little Sucka Free, cause that's what I need in my life
Yes it is, weell weell
background
Stats ain't changed nigga
This the Asshole By Nature
Slow Loud And Bangin'
Screwed Up motherfucking Click
The same motherfucker from Guerilla Maab
So feel this verbal cocaine, your whole tape was trash
Now the whole Screwed Up Click, gon beat that ass
So when you come in H-Town, don't hide
Get the shit gloomy, strip the strip boomin
Get the script screwed in
Nina Ross get the clip screwed in
Get ya clique screwed up
Me & my clique screwed
devilish thoughts driving me towards my fate
I'm an assassin Imma finish this mess all these screwed up thoughts they'll become less
Click clack goes
screwed up
Treat yo ass like a fiend
I'ma shoot ya ass up
Niggas know I'm straight thug
Niggas know I'm gooned up ride by spot
Shoot your fucking living
everyday I ride
Everyday of the year, right by your side
Better believe, I'm keeping your name alive
And that's on the click
Even though, my pain might
To sleep with the gat
The grave is where most of
My niggas sleepin at
All the Screwed Up Click
Legends ain't never comin'back
Like Screw, Big Steve, Big
[Trae]
For Ro, you know you number one in my book
Everyday, I'ma hold it down
Even though you locked up, for a hell of a time
Ain't a day that pass,
up
So you keep your hate up, (straight up)
We gon' show you how it's done man
King of the Ghetto and Corleone
Screwed up click for life nigga, real
go to sleep with the gat
The grave is where most of my niggas sleepin at
All the Screwed Up Click legends ain't never comin'back
Like Screw, Big
the Maab is on the rise
Trae and Dougie D, Guerilla Maab for life
Everybody get wired up, ('cause me and my Maab be popped up)
We concrete bust no
with a mafia (Huh)
Look you don't know shit about UGK
Or Mr. Fat Pat and Grey Screw tapes
I rep the Screwed Up Click peep the watch I'm wearin'
I'm
with a mafia (Huh)
Look you don't know shit about UGK
Or Mr. Fat Pat and Grey Screw tapes
I rep the Screwed Up Click peep the watch I'm wearin'
I'm
fingers
See it's nothing but wood in em
Man got to do it when I do it I do it big
Them haters getting pissed
Chamillitary and Screwed Up Click
Head out
Niggas be hoes straight up fly to me
You don't wanna see that heat on side of me
Trae ain't tripping I'm finna
Flip a nigga off
I done paid the cost
with a mafia (Huh)
Look you don't know shit about UGK
Or Mr. Fat Pat and Grey Screw tapes
I rep the Screwed Up Click peep the watch I'm wearin'
I'm
and scoop us
Telling us one day we would get big, when nobody knew us
It was destined for you to shine, now the world Screwed up
We gon rep it to the full,
J. Jones Jr., guaranteed to do you
When you step outta place, I'mma bring it to you
Uh give it up, 'fore I three-piece suit you
Screwed Up Click
Rip niggas up, like I rip songs
In a black whip, with the top of it gone
You see, I'm Screwed Up Click for life
Fat Pat, and the HAWK
Keke Po-Yo
him
I'm feeling vacated by destiny
Wish I was in the wind like him
He took me to the Kappa for the first time
Plus the car show
Late night ripping up
a four
For those who are gone
The second generation
Screwed Up Click can I mention
With your blessing we can keep growing this screwed up nation
Never be
change
And leave stains till a motherfucker
Know my name I'm Lil' Trae
Hey nigga what they say
The young gun fin to come
Tipping up few quay, blue over
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