Screwheads - Watch What You Do lyrics

(*talking*) Better watch what you do, 2001 Keep your eyes open ha, better watch what you do R.I.P. to my partna Screw, E.S.G. I'm putting it down Watch what you do ha, Texas-Cali connection Feel that Poetic, watch what you do [E.S.G.] Now E.S.G. spitting game, and do my thang for figgas Down South living legend, now rewind the picture Now think back, 'fore everybody use to drank that Red Sprite late night, we making bank at Screw's house, and the drank got me yawning Still pouring cups, it's three in the morning Ask the Lord, why another G gone Instead of seeing chrome, I'm seeing headstones With my partna name on it, f** the ice and hoes When someone dies, it make you love life mo' Wish you was here Screw, we'd make them holla again We'd probably ride blue, in your Impala again Stack dollas again, and pop our collas again Who put the tap-tap on the map, gotta be him I push the throttle again, cause E.S.G. won't quit Man I put that on Screw, and the Screwed Up Click cause uh [Hook] Better watch what you do, cause it could fall on you If you balling fool, better watch what you do I miss-I miss-I miss you Screw, and I felt your pain You know the click won't forget, we gon rep the name And I felt your pain, you know the click Won't forget, we gon rep the name [E.S.G.] Send me first mayn, and I can't lose the game New players new coaches, but the rules the same Who's to blame, when they scandalized your name Can you an*lyze game, and survive the flame The rain fall you ball, you might crash Hit your breaks fast, cause there's snakes in the gra** When you get cash, everybody try to call I'm your long lost cousin, from Alaska dog Hell naw I peep y'all, real quick Watch who you hang with, and watch your own click Cause a broke down dog, with no bone or happy home Will run in your sh**, and sit on your chrome Since Screw gone the Lord, is trying to tell us something Slow down playa, but we keep on running Too fast, to pay attention to thangs ahead Keep the family fed, and God bless the dead cause uh [Hook] [E.S.G.] From Fat Pat, Big Steve, Mr. Sweets to Screw They did shocked us, like Pac and B.I.G. did you Now that's true, cause Screw wasn't just a DJ He gave me, Big Moe and Lil' Ke our first play Everyday all day, we was spitting on breaks Freestyling on Gray Tapes, while we sitting on crates How many stars did he make, by slowing music down Playa look around, how many do it now It's a household name, it's a household thang And the Screwed Up Click, we a household gang So whoa mayn, a thoed thang put it together The click I roll with, drop hits forever Been through so much, it could only get better Two tone truck, dubbed up matching leather E.S.G. and Poetic, we got it together Texas-Cali connection, we bout cheddar [Hook] (*talking*) Said I felt your pain, you know the click Won't forget, we gon rep the name So rest in peace Screw, what you gon do Rest in peace Screw, you know it's all on you ha E.S.G. and Poetic