Mr. 3-2 - Screw lyrics

(*DJ Screw*) What's the motherf**ing deal DJ Screw on this motherf**er, know I'm saying n***a done started this slowed up sh** [Trae] Screwzoo it just ain't been the same, since you was gone I'm on a mission in the zone, trying to ride for the home To tell the truth I really miss you, and it's f**ing me up How certain n***as on the team, be turning straight stuck up And living fly, them pigeons about get shot down Back to reality, to show 'em we ain't f**ing around Everybody repping the name, not everybody with pain Cause some of 'em used the name, to try to get them some change Like we ain't know they was hoes, they be claiming they keep it gangsta Off in my neck of the woods, I'm hunting 'em like a wa*ksta Screw you know I got you, ain't no way that I'ma let 'em stop you From screwing the world up, slow-mo flipping on choppers And on that other issue, Soldiers United 4 Cash I heard that cat that put that tape out, burned out with the cash Mama and Papa Screw deserve that, I know he know that So now the plex inside my chest, I think I'm fin to show that Animosity in my veins, eyes blood shot red Somebody better duck they head, before they a** get bled Or 'fore they a** get dead, revenge is all I'm knowing baby And ain't no feelings in this sh**, cause motherf**ers shady And I ain't flipping, cause I feel that these motherf**ers should hear me Trae said it and I'ma rep it, until the day that they k** me I'm knowing that you gon feel me, when I be spitting it clearly So now I'm spitting it sickly, so one of y'all gotta feel me baby (Screw) the King of H-Town, the King of H-Town (Screw) The King of H-Town, the King of H-Town (Screw) It hurt you laid down, I feel they trying to take mine so now it's game time [Hook: Shyna] There's no me, without Screw I can't be, (without Screw) Don't you know that I will never be, without Screw I can't be, without Screw (*DJ Screw*) What's the motherf**ing deal DJ Screw on this motherf**er, know I'm saying n***a done started this slowed up sh** [Big Pokey] One love for my n***as, in the Dirty When Screw pa**ed, it hit a n***a where it hurt Mafio and Boo, Mr. Sweets too Fat Pat, Pat Lemons, man what it do My whole crew getting in, another n***a in the wind Got judged by twelve, now he in the Penn Zoo-da, we gon hold it down S.U.C., gon control the town This slowed up sound, got 'em bobbing they head Thanks to you, a lot of boys got bread Man, I miss my n***a I wish that I could kiss my n***a, but I can't I took it hard, when I heard you pa**ed In the studio tripping, when I heard you last I'ma chase this cash, and represent Fire that dro and get bent, I miss you [Hook] (*DJ Screw*) What's the motherf**ing deal DJ Screw on this motherf**er, know I'm saying n***a done started this slowed up sh** [Mr. 3-2] I done shed many tears, for my n***as who gone Sipping drank to the dome, doing Rest In Peace songs The list goes on, if I named 'em all I'd rather 'member good times, and how we use to ball Staying up all night, doing underground tapes Doing straight freestyles, shooting slugs at these fakes It make me wanna cry, like a lil' baby But I'ma rep your name, and take care of your T. Lady DJ Screw, Fat Pat and Mafio Lil' Gator, Pat Lemons baby why y'all have to go I'm knowing it's your time, that's it automatic But it's f**ed up, to see your n***a in a casket Everybody got they day, already planned To take that one way flight, to see the man Even Boss Man, Mr. 3-2 I'ma rep Screwed Up Click, to the day that I'm through [Hook - 2x] (*talking*) S.U.C., the whole Click Mayn it don't stop dog, know I'm tal'n bout Zoo-da, Fat Pat, it's gon go down Mafio, Mello straight up We out here doing this here, and it don't stop Gon get our mash on We gon win and come back with it Straight up, representing, do it like it go