(feat. C-Note, Will-Lean, Point Blank) 



[talking:] 

Ah shit, you now listening to the Screwed Up Click 

Let's go... 



[Hook: x2] 

We the Screwed Up Click, we the Screwed Up Click 

I hear ya running your mouth, but we the Screwed Up Click 

We the Screwed Up Click, we the Screwed Up Click 

You ain't the King of the South, but we the Screwed Up Click 



[C-Note:] 

We the Screwed Up Click, coming out the South 

You niggaz talking shit, niggaz better shut they mouth 

I be in the booth, coming bulletproof 

Niggaz talking that shit, then I knock the diamond out your tooth 

Raising out the roof, nigga feeling real good 

Rolling through the fucking hood, diamonds up against the wood 

I get it all day, everyday dropping off 

Picking up herb, every rhyme that I fucking say 

Niggaz know I'm C-Note, from that Clover 

Smoking doja and a nigga like me, will knock it off the shoulder 



[Point Blank:] 

I don't know why you hand me the mic, you know I ain't got shit good to say 

But some real live shit, niggaz scared to say 

A Screwed Up Click original, from uno 

On the first Screw tape to hit the market nigga, you know 

I been riding for Screw, when he was living bitch 

And I'ma be riding for Screw, until I'm with him bitch 

SPC the first click, WK 

S.U.C. nigga, forever and a motherfucking day 

You better recognize, the real when you see one 

The day you play me like a hoe, and that's the day I be one 

C-L-O-V-E-R, G 

(now Blank, pass the weed) 



[Lil' Flip:] 

I'm doing a buck fifty, y'all niggaz can't buck with me 

Plus I keep the baddest hoes, in the truck with me 

I'm repping Texas, every stage I stand on 

These other rappers talk a lot of shit, but they won't last long 

I know y'all mad, cause me and Ro hooking up 

Check my calendar, all my shows booked up 

Y'all niggaz broke, you ain't heard we got real paper 

Don't listen to the magazines, cause them niggaz haters 

I'm on top of my game, rocks on top of my chain 

Glocks I pop when I aim, people watch in the rain 

Helicopters and planes, and I'm chopping my caine 

You ain't stocking a thang, that's cause I'm rich bitch 

Nigga we dress fly, everyday we stay high 

Niggaz be in a fo', we riding in a five 

I got that Maybach Excursion, and a grey Lac 

One shot to your head, now bitch nigga take that 



[Will-Lean:] 

The Southside go-getters for cheddar, we blast Barettas 

S.U.C, organized like Goodfellas 

Will-Lean yeah, homie Screw gave me that name 

Welcome back Clover hanging, Flip gave me that chain nigga 

Clover Geez, with me using the name 

Cause when I cock back and aim, slugs abusing your brain 

Homie uh, cause I'm coming with this calico 

Busting out my Caddy do', knocking down your daddy do' 

Screwed Up Click nigga, we too thick 

By all means necessary, we gon get rich bitch 

So now you know, ain't no fucking with us 

Cause in God we trust, but in glocks we bust biotch 



[Z-Ro:] 

Asshole By Nature, Z-Ro the Crooked 

I ain't never been took, nigga look at my books 

I do my thang, I swang and bang 

Got a pocket full of change, and a piece and a chain 

On my neck, I demand respect 

I might cash a check, I might ride in a jet 

I might ride a plane, I might ride a train 

Garunteed anywhere I ride, I blow Mary Jane 

To relax my mind, I pack my nine 

Nigga run up on Ro, and I'll shut ya down 

Shoot shit up and shut shit down, that's how it go though 

Catch Z-Ro flipping, in a cream tinted fo' do' 

Flipping with the Tow Down, flipping with the Dub-G 

Nigga fuck the police, I know they don't love me 

And I don't love em either, so nigga fuck the FED 

All day, I break my back to make my bread 

And once I make my bread, you can't take my bread 

Try to take my bread, bitch I'ma break yo head 

That's my direct connect 

Nigga Trae where you at, with the throw-away gat 

We gon lay em on they back, like that and like this 

I got VS-1 ice, on my wirst bitch 

In my mouth too, in my ha-choo 

Millions in my vault fool, R.I.P. to Screw-U