(feat. The Screwed Up Click)



[Everybody talking]

Man it's about five in the motherfuckin' morning (Ha, ha, ha)

And a nigga can't sleep (Ha, ha, ha), ya know what I'm sayin'

I'm thristy than a bitch, what's the deal

Shit I'm bout to call up my bitch in the paint

See what she up to, know what I'm sayin'

Pull over and see what's the deal, know what I'm sayin'

Nineteen ninety motherfuckin' nine (Nineteen ninety nine)

Nineteen ninety nine, can't you see, nineteen ninety nine

(The whole Screwed Up Family) third coast, H-Town

Texas ballers (Real G's hook it up)

Got my money on my mind (Cause we down south)



[Hook]

We got our mind on our money, money on our mind

Screwed Up Click for life and ya know we put it down

We got our mind on our money, money on our mind

Finger on our trigga nigga, hand on our nine



[DJ Screw]

I gotta thinkin' that I'm makin money all day

And to my niggas that know, we all ball this way

Never ever set trippin' got love for G's

Pimpin' on my nigga, rise up of these

I broke em' off in 92 schools, shit on the under

96, 97 gotta trunk full of thunder

All screwed up, pausin' music in the streets

And got the Feds kickin' down doors searchin' for the cheese

Down south, black Jeeps slangin' dope ass tapes

Chopin' up records, spittin' game in the brace

Outsiders lookin' in tryin' to see what I'm doin'

I'm inside lookin' out now they plan is ruined

Police takin' pictures of the crib yellin' "Drugs sold"

100,000 sold, what the fuck I need drug fo'

DJ Screw, independent in this game

Sippin' Cogn with my niggas, ain't a damn thang changed



[Hook x2]



[Al-D]

I didn't fall off like ya thought I would

I done hopped of lockdown, ballin' in the hood

G'd up on the set, soakin' wet

Hoes lickin' my sweat, from my ankles to my neck

And I ain't through yet, fixin' to cash my check

Smoke a gank of stanky dank and ride until the sunset

In my Hoo-Doo jammin' nothin' but screw-zoo

Makin' boo-koo, I'm on the ends like I used to

Still true to the game, swervin' lane to lane

Mary Jane got my window pane foggy in the rain

And man what a shame I feel so good

Fresh off lock, a nigga back in the hood

Ballin' outta control pockets roll to get swole up

Screwed Up Click worldwide and takin' over

Southside for life, this is Al-D

Livin' my life as a young black G



[Hook x2]



[Mike-D]

Yeah my cars roll candy and my hoops stay tinted

Southside, 3rd Ward represent like I'm in it

Now these niggas out here comin' and these cuts ain't givin' a damn

Better adapt, as they strapped, why these hoes got me tapped

Get a slub and hit em' in the freckles

Lookin' for Hyde crock a lie with the Jeckyll

Chick be a trip so I peep when I flip

They get more and more hip with every bumpin' hit

With the turns, lettin' it burn, dodgin' white folks

Zones to the dome got me guffed in weed smoke

These streets be like freaks ready to fuck, butt naked

Get some of that head when they least expect it

Glock sittin' on my hood's hip and I'ma bail

That shit was hell, had my ace brain under my fingernail

Better smell the dope analyze the lines

Gone off pine stayin' crooked all the times



[Hook x2]



[Clay-Doe]

In this game if ya snooze ya lose

I paid my dues, roads to riches is the path I choose

Stackin' my fetti full focus, with my eyes on the prize

Watchin' for hoes and foes while I'm on the uprise

Fill the heater with extra clips, rollin' so low

Cause ya never know what homo wanna break ya off on the low low

Ridin' for mine cause I trust my bitch, my glock

For these niggas that shortstop, I bombard they road blocks

And marked for death versus a damn Mafia hit

Got me fucked up from droppin' LP's with the Click

We talk the talk and we walk the walk

Realest niggas from the south straight hoggin' with the galk

We got our mind on our money, money on our mind

My fingers on my trigga and I'm gone off nine



[DJ Screw ad-libs]