[scratching]



[Hook: x2]

King of the Clover man, you think you niggaz run it

Everything you done did, man you know that I done done it

Make you sick to your stomach, make you niggaz wanna bum it

Cause you seen us doing shows, in the motherfucking Summit



[C-Note:]

It's C-Note nigga, going block for block

Use to catch me on the cut, going rock for rock

Niggaz hating, cause they see me on my way to the top

So they was hating when they see my Burbo on chops

King of the Clover mayn, I thought you knew

First nigga touch the mic, freestyle on Screw

Niggaz trying to get that pap' mayn, do what it do

Nigga coming down wrecking mayn, keeping it true

Mayn gotta shout out, to Big Dez on lock

Know we do step out, it's big cribs and yachts

When you step out, nigga we on top

When you step out, your fucking album drops

It's all to the good, nigga we all hood

Niggaz try to plot, but the point is understood

We own candy yachts, and we tipping waiters

Nigga eat shrimp, steak and alligators



[Hook x2]



[C-Note:]

Now who is this little nigga, think he live like me

I see you copying my style, but you ain't fly like me

Say you down with Botany, but you's a H-O-E

Seen you out in ATL, guess you PSC

And PSE, that means you a pussy

Copying ass nigga, on the block straight dushing

Clover block straight whooping, but what you gon do

If you a nigga tuck your tail, and what we gon do

Try to square up, like what's up with that

But you so weak, your bitch held you back

If you so hard, then pick up your slack

Gon try to run up, I'll lay your weak ass flat

And I don't give a fuck, about T.I. kid

Get your ass knocked out, like T.I. did

And my boy Big Dez, still doing a bid

If niggaz run up, I'll close they lid

I guess you wanna squash it, what you told Lil' James

But you ain't keep it live, still playing them games

Weak ass niggaz, ain't welcome in my house

I'm about to show you cowards, who run the fucking South

Got gold's in my mouth, got ice on my wrist

C-Note from the Clover, repping Screwed Up Click

Every nigga out of line, then I'm killing you quick

Yeah your new album dropped, but we ain't feeling your shit



[Hook x2]



[scratching]



[talking]

What up Will-Lean, where you at

(Man I'm over here off Scott man, where you at)

Ah man, I'm over here off Botany and Donagale mayn

Come swoop me up mayn, trying to go hit a stang

Go network a lil' bit mayn, (iight I'm on my way my nigga)