(*talking*)
n***a S.U.C., you already know n***a
In the motherf**ing South, you don't gotta ask
What we listen to n***a, for real
[Hook - 2x]
b**h we jam Screw, b**h we jam Screw
b**h we jam Screw, b**h we jam Screw
Ay them Texas boys, b**h we jam Screw
Ay the whole f**ing South, b**h we jam Screw
[Lil' O]
n***as always wanna ask, why my mug on mean
Why my pockets so right, and a thug so clean
I tell 'em b**h I'm from the H, the city of coedine
And ain't nothing bout me friendly, when I hog the scene
And you already know how I do, top down jamming Screw
Rolling on 84's, candy red what it do
Hit the parking lot, swanging banging n***a f** the boos
With my n***a Mike D, I told him to po' up a deuce
f** it po' eight, this is Lone Star State
Where we got the cheap prices, n***a home of the weight
And I'm a stand-up n***a, I won't fold like a cake
I hop out with so much iron, that my shoulders'll break
And get to busting at you hoes, n***a this is the real
Southwest Houston Tex, n***a land of the trill
I'm kinda like James Bond, with a license to k**
I put a n***a a** yo sleep, like he swallowed some pills
[Hook - 2x]
[Mike D]
I'ma tell a n***a, watch his mouth one time
Give me fifty feet like O say, and respect my mind
Next motion, gon be reaching for my plastic Glock nine
It's hot down in Texas, and it's my summer to shine
Coming down, like a hard dick in your chick
Fresh off the banana boat, with a bag full of bricks
You know your boy out here, really living that mob life
Corleone, that laid back Godfather type
Wouldn't rat on my n***as, if they was off'ing life
So if you thinking bout telling, then it's off with his life
I'm trying to squash that 0-6 Benz, with that new body homie
Brand new H.K., with no bodies on it
You wanna play n***a, I put a few bodies on it
Boss Hogg S.U.C., y'all know it homie
Fifteen gang years, no average cat out here eating
You was a baby, when I was running the streets say
You don't know bout crack and cars, allies in that 3rd Ward
Screw cop it white horse, on that verse 3 N' The Morn'
Yeah, when Screw tapes was still fast
It's history behind my cash, get up on your b**h a**
Screw made me who I am, never could deny that
It's Southside Houston Texas, is where we ride at
(*talking*)
Jamming Screw n***a, doing what we do
You feel that n***a, come on
b**h we jam Screw, b**h we jam Screw
b**h we jam Screw, b**h we jam Screw
And I'm from H-Town, I'm from H-Town
I'm from H-Town, I'm from H-Town Texas
[H.A.W.K.]
Yeah we jam Screw, we don't jam you
And by the way n***a, we got them grams too
See I'm a damn fool, that'll body slam you
Wam-bam fool, cause n***a that's what fam' do
See I'm a Screw Head, and I'm Screw bread
It ain't Chopped & Screwed, n***a Screw dead
It ain't Screwed n***a, you ain't that dude n***a
Call it Slowed & Chopped, don't start a feud n***a
Cause down in H-Town, we got a different sound
And we ain't banging your sh**, unless it's slowed down
I'm in my low now, so I'ma drop the top
Turn it up a notch, and bang Screw down the block
R.B. n***a, he made me n***a
I'm S.U.C. n***a, till I D-I-E n***a
Wish you could see n***a, how we keep it true
We from Texas n***a, and we jam Screw b**h
(*talking*)
Bout to take this b**h over n***a, (S.U.C.)
Screwed Up Click, it means s** my dick n***a (s** it)