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[Chorus]
Ohh, yeah, believe that
Yeah, I done hoped I'd speak to you
Screwed Up Click, a clique for G's
Oh, you got to feel that player M-O-E
Rolling with the Noke, rolling with the Noke D
And oh by the way, H-A-W-K
[Hawk]
I'm screwed up, what, chest be jeweled up
With the chemistry it's brewed up tracks get chewed up
Brighten the mood up, when I'm spitting this all
Above the law, coldest nigga you ever saw
Dead End outlaw, enemy of the state
I infiltrate your chest plate and increase the death rate
Don't hate, why? It only makes us madder
Pockets get fatter, that'll only make us act badder
Squash all the chatter in the Southern region
I pledge of allegiance to my niggas not breathing
We all still breathing, screaming S.U.C
And that's for Screw and Mafio, and P-A-T
Niggas can't see me 'cause I'm rougher than most
You boys are like bread, and I'll butter your toast
They can't even come close, they done already told ya
'Bout the H-A-W-K and a screwed up soldier
[Chorus]
Screwed Up Click, a clique for G's
Oh, you got to feel that player M-O-E
Rolling with my clique, it's the S.U.C
And they call me the Barre Baby
[Big Moe]
See when we floss our candy rides
Screens keep falling from the sky
Players ball and we stay true
And if you want to test my clique
Pop, pop, pop is what you get
S.U.C.'s some goddamn fools
We got that purple sticky dank
Chased with purple sticky drank
And forever we gon' bang screw
Oh it's the screw in us, we gone represent with pride
It's the screw in us 'til we die
[Chorus]
Screwed Up Click, a clique for G's
Oh, you got to feel that player M-O-E
Rolling with the Po', rolling with the Pokey
Can't forget about, the Lil' Keke
[Lil' Keke]
Devastating and motivating it's the S.U.C
Showing and blowing up since the year '93
Everybody be claiming the click, they want to be down
Wait to trip, on a flip through H-Town
Let's take it back, 'cause you know we love that
Pop in the gray tape with the fifth on the back of the 'Lac
You know we ride chrome everyday
Having the ghetto dreams like my nigga P-A
(I said we) Bouncin', slidin', forever we glidin'
One thang fa sho, mane, Southside riding
Let's get this cheddar, you got your wood, get your leather
Sitting tall on boys pushing dubs or better
This a clique full of G's, so we do it with ease
Keep the block on fire and the ice on freeze
Mo yo, and Don Ke, for real it don't stop
S.U.C. to Commission on down to Wreckshop, come on
[Chorus]
Screwed Up Click, gon' keep it true
R.I.P. to, that DJ Screw
We gone mourn you 'til we join you
And I wanna tell you, we love you, fool
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