H.A.W.K. - We Jam Screw lyrics

(*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)