Song | S.U.C. |
Artist | Big Moe |
Artist | H.A.W.K. & Lil Keke |
Album | The Best of Big Moe [Chopped and Screwed] |
作曲 : Edwards, Hawkins, Haynes ... | |
(Chorus) Screwed | |
Up Click, my click of g's | |
Ahh you got to feel that player | |
M-O-E Rolling with the | |
Los, running with the coedine | |
And we about break, so take all you can (Hawk) | |
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 the story 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 (Chorus) | |
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 got to mean, the | |
Barre Baby (Big Moe) | |
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 (Chorus) | |
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 (Lil' Keke) | |
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 with the fifth on the back of the lac | |
You know we ride chrome everyday | |
Having the ghetto dreams like my nigga | |
P-A 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 (Chorus) | |
Screwed up click, gone keep it true | |
Oh P-A to, that | |
DJ Screw We gone morne you so deep for you | |
And I want to say to you, without you fool |
zuò qǔ : Edwards, Hawkins, Haynes ... | |
Chorus Screwed | |
Up Click, my click of g' s | |
Ahh you got to feel that player | |
MOE Rolling with the | |
Los, running with the coedine | |
And we about break, so take all you can Hawk | |
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 the story mafios, and | |
PAT 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 | |
AWK and a screwed up soldier Chorus | |
Screwed Up | |
Click, my click of g' s | |
Ahh you got to feel that player | |
MOE Rolling with my click, it' s the | |
S. U. C. And they got to mean, the | |
Barre Baby Big Moe | |
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 Chorus | |
Screwed Up | |
Click, my click of g' s | |
Ahh you got to feel that player | |
MOE Rolling with the | |
Po, rolling with the | |
Pokey Can'' t forget about, the | |
Lil' Keke Lil' Keke | |
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 | |
HTown Let' s take it back, cause you know we love that | |
Poppi in the gray lay with the with the fifth on the back of the lac | |
You know we ride chrome everyday | |
Having the ghetto dreams like my nigga | |
PA 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 Chorus | |
Screwed up click, gone keep it true | |
Oh PA to, that | |
DJ Screw We gone morne you so deep for you | |
And I want to say to you, without you fool |