(feat. Lil' Keke, Big Pokey, & C-Note Of The Botany Boyz) 



[Hook:] 

I'm so thoed, in the game 

Southside Playaz, Screwed Up Click mayn 

Southside Playaz, Screwed Up Click mayn 

Southside Playas, Screwed Up Click mayn 



[H.A.W.K.:] 

I'm thoed in the game, which means I'm off the chain 

The flow's insane, you hear me coming through your bang 

You can catch me in the turning lane, in an all terrain 

With my right hand, guiding the grain 

Think it's a game, look at the rocks in the chain 

The watch and the ring, and how your dame is watching me mayn 

H.A.W.K. is the name, the leader of the Screwed Up gang 

Some'ing like Wu Tang, with a Southern slang 

I'm Screwed up mayn, just need to do it up mayn 

And you wonder why tracks, get chewed up mayn 

So boot up mayn, the time is finally here 

The world premier, we bout to end a few careers 

I'm the Jordan of this shit, but I'm not Michael 

And most niggaz act, like they on they cycle 

And most of y'all niggaz flows, are recycled 

S.U.C., we coming for the title we thoed 



[Hook x2] 



[Lil' Keke:] 

When the Don explodes, and unloads it's murder G 

Original S.U.C., you rookies it's Don Ke 

I bust my glock, till it pops and empty 

And shatter your crew, if they test and tempt me 

It's Screwed Up Click, monster flow is in me 

And tell the whole world, Robert Earl just sent me 

Cause I been thoed, with the rhyme 

I sold a half a million records nigga, I ain't lying 

Southside Playa, catch me macking on a dime 

Some say the Don, the greatest of all time 

Blow another dro sack, seats in the Lac back 

Chop it if it's Fat Pat, smack gon get your hat cracked yeah 

I'm getting blowed, on thangs 

Let the kush burn, while I'm turning in your lane 

I let the Rover Range, I'm hustling and getting change 

Texas living legends, we thoed off in the game the game 



[Hook x2] 



[Big Pokey:] 

I'm young black and grown, bad to the bone 

7-60 from the rims, shop shagging it home 

That nigga Dina in a zone, they better leave me alone 

I'm the real deal authentic, a nigga can't clone 

I'm a Southside Playa, Screwed Up Click mayn 

With a sick spit game, cause a nigga spit caine mayn 

I spit flames, like a human with a dragon head 

S.U.C. taking over, on a mash for bread 

Thoed in the game, driver seat holding the grain 

They recite my verses word for word, holding they brain 

I'm the gorilla that's untamed, still off the chain 

Still spit it off the brain, I'm making em seeing my pain 

Ain't nothing changed, still a ape on the track 

Mob boss Sensei, got the state on my back 

Hardest Pit hit em, make em fold like a stack 

Ready for whatever, I'ma roll like a Lac 



[Hook x2] 



[C-Note:] 

C-Note quote unquote, but I'm still top billing 

On the streets I made a killing, in this rap I made a million 

Stacking cash to the ceiling, got my name from drug dealing 

On the block niggaz chilling, but it's caps that they be pealing 

It's Screwed Up Click, you get screwed up quick 

Get your ass mixed up, in some screwed up shit 

But I blew up quick, though I lost a few homies 

R.I.P. to my niggaz, but I'm dissing all the fonies 

I'ma ride for you Screw, I'ma ride for you Pat 

I'ma ride for you Gator, lay them niggaz on they back 

Lay them niggaz out flat, still squash the chit-chat 

Still beat em with the bat, still breathing with the gat 

Lil' niggaz picture that, tell them niggaz it's a wrap 

Tell them niggaz it's a trap, hit them niggaz with the straps 

They'll never make it out alive, will survive 

Chunk the deuce for my side, let the wood wheel guide uh 



[Hook x2]