Текст (слова) песни: Trae f H.A.W.K., Mr. 3-2 - Screwed Up Click

[Verse One: Trae]
I`m bout to square it off, everybody better stay in they homes
Cus when I spit, I`m representin
I`m protected by chrome
My old G Hump done told me Trae it`s bout that time to explode
So everybody in my way better get the fuck off the road
I`m on the rampage and there ain`t gon be no cooling me off
Until I put it through a nigga disrespecting the south
I`m a guerilla out the click, and ain`t no taming me
Plus they got me heated cus niggaz ain`t who they claim to be
But still they claim to be the S.U.C. and I ain`t feeling that
H-A Dub show me the sign so I can bring they hat and lay them flat
Across the concrete and that`ll show them what the business is
Hit them with the hook and that`ll show them what my feelings is
Copycats get a tat `fore the mack in the Lac
Never slackin on the back of the track, I`m a fool that`s a fact
Then again I ain`t having that when it comes to flowing I`m sick
Bitch, give me 50 feet and hop the fuck off of my dick

[Chorus: H.A.W.K. x2]
All chumps get squashed by the Screwed Up Click
Certified gangstas ain`t takin no shit
Got everybody tryin`a steal our shit
Now give us 50 feet and get the fuck off our dick

[Verse Two: H.A.W.K.]
Now give us 50 feet and get the fuck off our dick
You punk bitch, you criss switchas steal our shit
I`ma come down, I`ma come through
We came down and through since 1992
I`m a protege of Screw, one of the hardest ones
Put you on a cavilary and a dangerous tongue
I`m the mouthpiece of the Southeast, on weak niggaz high feast
Back back, gimme 50 feet, or I shall reach your piece
Better stay out of my reach, and stop stealing my lines
Niggaz singin my songs like old school nursery rhymes
Yall niggaz far behind, I can see you in my rear view
I can spit a punch line and smash your whole crew
Yall boys is boo-boo, and yall boys is so through
That shit yall do make a nigga boo-boo
I drive these niggaz cuckoo, really ricka voo-doo
Representin Screw-zoo like Lil` Flip and Bahdoo

[Chorus: H.A.W.K. x2]
All chumps get squashed by the Screwed Up Click
Certified gangstas ain`t takin no shit
Got everybody tryin`a steal our shit
Now give us 50 feet and get the fuck off our dick

[Verse Three: Mr. 3-2]
Now boys wanna be me, walk in my shoes
They don`t fit, sound like the big boss of the Screwed Up Click
I`m dick, there ain`t but one Mr. 3-2
Playa, ass nigga that always stay true
Who is you?
Who is that tellin lies on the mic?
Better get your game together can`t come up overnight
I`ma write, get mine, puttin it in the stash
Once you have the last laugh with a whole lot of cash
Street game roll something depending one deep
Grindin it out but mothafuckers feel decieved
50 feet ain`t enough, I need a little more space
Take over, monopolize
All up, in your face
H-A dub and my nigga Lil` Trae
Ready for pistol play anytime, anyday
Okay, it ain`t a game all chumps get squashed
By the Screwed Up Click, and Mr. ... Big Boss

[Chorus: H.A.W.K. x2]
All chumps get squashed by the Screwed Up Click
Certified gangstas ain`t takin no shit
Got everybody tryin`a steal our shit
Now give us 50 feet and get the fuck off our dick

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Trae f H.A.W.K., Mr. 3-2 - Screwed Up Click [Verse One: Trae] I`m bout to square it off, everybody better stay in they homes Cus when I spit, I`m representin I`m protected by chrome My old G Hump done told me Trae it`s bout that time to explode So everybody in my way better get the fuck off the road I`m on the rampage and there ain`t gon be no cooling me off Until I put it through a nigga disrespecting the south I`m a guerilla out the click, and ain`t no taming me Plus they got me heated cus niggaz ain`t who they claim to be But still they claim to be the S.U.C. and I ain`t feeling that H-A Dub show me the sign so I can bring they hat and lay them flat Across the concrete and that`ll show them what the business is Hit them with the hook and that`ll show them what my feelings is Copycats get a tat `fore the mack in the Lac Never slackin on the back of the track, I`m a fool that`s a fact Then again I ain`t having that when it comes to flowing I`m sick Bitch, give me 50 feet and hop the fuck off of my dick [Chorus: H.A.W.K. x2] All chumps get squashed by the Screwed Up Click Certified gangstas ain`t takin no shit Got everybody tryin`a steal our shit Now give us 50 feet and get the fuck off our dick [Verse Two: H.A.W.K.] Now give us 50 feet and get the fuck off our dick You punk bitch, you criss switchas steal our shit I`ma come down, I`ma come through We came down and through since 1992 I`m a protege of Screw, one of the hardest ones Put you on a cavilary and a dangerous tongue I`m the mouthpiece of the Southeast, on weak niggaz high feast Back back, gimme 50 feet, or I shall reach your piece Better stay out of my reach, and stop stealing my lines Niggaz singin my songs like old school nursery rhymes Yall niggaz far behind, I can see you in my rear view I can spit a punch line and smash your whole crew Yall boys is boo-boo, and yall boys is so through That shit yall do make a nigga boo-boo I drive these niggaz cuckoo, really ricka voo-doo Representin Screw-zoo like Lil` Flip and Bahdoo [Chorus: H.A.W.K. x2] All chumps get squashed by the Screwed Up Click Certified gangstas ain`t takin no shit Got everybody tryin`a steal our shit Now give us 50 feet and get the fuck off our dick [Verse Three: Mr. 3-2] Now boys wanna be me, walk in my shoes They don`t fit, sound like the big boss of the Screwed Up Click I`m dick, there ain`t but one Mr. 3-2 Playa, ass nigga that always stay true Who is you? Who is that tellin lies on the mic? Better get your game together can`t come up overnight I`ma write, get mine, puttin it in the stash Once you have the last laugh with a whole lot of cash Street game roll something depending one deep Grindin it out but mothafuckers feel decieved 50 feet ain`t enough, I need a little more space Take over, monopolize All up, in your face H-A dub and my nigga Lil` Trae Ready for pistol play anytime, anyday Okay, it ain`t a game all chumps get squashed By the Screwed Up Click, and Mr. ... Big Boss [Chorus: H.A.W.K. x2] All chumps get squashed by the Screwed Up Click Certified gangstas ain`t takin no shit Got everybody tryin`a steal our shit Now give us 50 feet and get the fuck off our dick Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Screwed Up Click: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/14128.html Все тексты песен: Trae f H.A.W.K., Mr. 3-2 » Trae f H.A.W.K., Mr. 3-2 - Screwed Up Click Рекомендуем скачать: » Булат Окуджава - Часовые любви » Б.Моисеев - Гаврош » Белый Орел - Дорогая пропажа » Борис Вайханский - Баллада о каннибализме » Булат Окуджава - (Написано для фильма Капитан Фракасс) » Браво - Девченка шестнадцати лет » Булат Окуджава - Он, наконец, явился в дом... » Борис Есипов - Картофельная » Борис Вайханский - Прощание с фонарями » Борис Вячеславов - Летняя полуночная » Борис Шигин - Я двух женщин люблю... » Баста - Вспоминай меня » Борис Вахнюк - Ну что с того, что у живых селений... » Борис Бурда - Мир Фенимора Купера (мечты гимназиста) » Борис Вахнюк - Дверь, открытая не по стуку... » Блестящие - Где же ты, где ? » Беретта - Иду » Булат Окуджава - Капли датского короля » Бригада С - Белый колпак » Булат Окуджава - Не верю в бога и судьбу. Молюсь прекрасному и высшему...
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