Mann! - Screwed Version

Ever stay down with a nigga, when a niggas doin bad

So I get my cash and I act mad

I mashed up on the gas, I gotta big ol' Lac

A nigga comin down with blue and purple

Comin down with a 5th in the back

And Im feelin so true

Got much love for my nigga named Screw

The Kici's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan

I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him

He broke em all down and we all got high

And niggas dont be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys

Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red

We like that fuckin green, papers what I said

Big Moe wassup, in this bitch and this niggas singin

Comin through just like hell, the bells are ringin

Big Moe wreck one more, so we can hit the store

Cause it be goin down for the boy D-mo

(Big Moe)

Its that nigga, nigga named M-o-e

I represent that Southside, yeah the 3

Hooked up with them boys off that Long Drive

You know we stayin playa made, you know we gotta strive

To the T-o-p, thats the top man

Ima come through nigga down to bring the pain

If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know

We comin down bald fades, not afros

(Kiki)

Now we chillin, now we just leanin

And we comin up fixin to pop up on the scene

Just got some drank from that boy with that bird

And you know we just hooked up on some syrup

Now you know we gone, goin real strong

I thinkin ride far, I thinkin ride long

Drop roll barre, that what I want

Im comin on down jammin

I gotta be slammin, gotta be comin

And you know we smoke weed

We dont fuck with embalmin

Cause that shit bad for a G like me

I guess I represent Southside lil Kici

I showin em, Everybody got on they Nikes

And you know what everybody higher than a kite

Or they just leanin in they seat

Smokin swisha sweets

Want some fuckin crack

Gone and hit me on my beep

A-I-R, sippin on tha barre

Nigga you dont understand

Nigga in our car

Got 4 TVs all up in the seats

And I splits down nuthin but them swisha sweets

I'm just what reclinin

Nigga bumper climbin

Man whats up in my mouth is steady diamonds

Yeah everbody like, where the night?

Im a playa, yeah you know we never gonna act shief

Gone break them hoes off

Gone represent the South

Ima come through drinkin lean and I ain't gonna cough

Ima let them boys know how far I can go

Ima just wreck down on the fuckin down low

Keep my shit optimo in my mouth

Because they be runnin

Im just a chill for awhile cause they know Im comin

Im comin with somethin, lookin kinda throwed

Im comin down ridin with my partnas, fuck a hoe

Those hoes out to get ya for everything

But Im out there tryin to come up and swang

Or chop up on some blades

I keep a tight fade

You know Im always on my paper chase

Always get my green, always on my lean

Me and Po-yo fixin to pop up on the scene

In a classic seat

Yeah thats a sheet

And you know what, we fixin to score a fuckin key

So guess what, I open my dresser drawer

Kici's jeans and a key, thats what I saw

I saw a bunch of shit

Now I be legit

Im just in the game

And the Kici ain't gonna quit

Im steady steady husslin

Steady steady strugglin

Boys dont know and Im tired of mean muggin

So I get my nine out cause they got some static

Cock my shit back cause I got an automatic

Flem got the 40

He gone get rowdy

And ya dont want that shit

Cause its gone be naughty, by nature

Fuck a playa hater

Ima come through

And ya know Im down to spray ya

Let them boys know came here with tha Yungstar

And he fixin to flow, and he ain't no fuckin punk

So Im fixin to pass it

Hoppin like a rabbit

Man Im comin through got paper gotta have it

Under my damn bed

And Im flippin red

If I get caught with keys I goin fed

But that ain't on my mind

No Im not thinkin about 9

Im thinkin bout 18

Man its my time

To pop up on the scene

And show my fuckin neckless

Come down the boulevard, straight up wreck it

In a damn line

Pop trunk, surround

Me and my partnas, yeah you know we comin down

Diamonds in our grill

Tell me how ya feel

Nigga wassup, yeah we got gold grill

Tha shit dont stop

Tha hoes gonna bop

Cause we gone come through and we got hard rock

Yep, always lookin, hooked up with tha clay, always cookin

Gone blade knife

Cookin keys in the kitchen

Give me nine ounces

Lemme get up on my mission

Make my damn green

So I can be like you

Kici's in this bitch

Chillin with my partna screw

Fixin to give it to this boy

Goin flip his tounge

Man go on, go on, go strong

(Big Moe)

Heeeeeaaaaa yeaaaaaaaah

Im gonna bring young G in on this mic

His name is Yungstar

You know that he's rollin tight

Im gonna bring him in and Im comin down

Im comin down pop trunk, Im out that H-town

(Yungstar)

Out H-town, showin surround by sound

Yesterday yall got mad when I shown nuthin but ground

Im talkin shit they didn't like

Ridin marble white

I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right

Im talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace

Hoes they gone watch me, but they all wanna jock me

As I slow the beat down

See the diamonds face strong

Wreckin whole H-town

Comin through and we down

With them hoes wanna see me, yellas in bikinis

Break em off for D-mo, its his birthday and that Kici

On that Long Drive, order baked potato with chives

Im gone come through watch that boy gots to go out

Yes Im goin off, cause I gots to go man

Watch I come through

Watch I throw the West with my hand

Go and get me some

Break em off with my pump

I gots to come through and I gots to get dumb

Boys steady swervin

Pickin em up at Sterling

Gots to send shots, send Piper to that Mervyns

And they carved in stone

I can go on

I can just flow grippin on a mobile phone

Its tha Poterola

Im a money folder

Got that grey Seville, and that grey cup holder

Grippin on tha grain

Cause so much pain

To that P-a-t, I see ya flippin with tha grain

Watch A-Team me as I pop and I shine

Ima break em off see that Flip just recline

Still is a minor, wood on the vinyl

TV VCR, lay back gone recline

And they just mad draped and dripped in that Caddy

Hoes get mad cause I ain't no mack daddy

Gotta flip my tounge

Yes be leavin them sprung

Bust some shit out some lung

Dont know how its goin, Yungstars still flowin

Flippin with Po-yo, and his trunk is steady glowin

See that boy me and Poo

Hes steady jammin Screw

Two toned blades

Flippin rollin with tha whole crew

Yes that screw you hes a dealer

Boy had a seizure

Its that '96, Kiki locked we gon please ya

Gots to wreck shop '96, I ain't gone stop it

Gots to come through at that beach we gone drop it

I ain't gonna even play

Im thinkin the MLK

I might just flip a four

Get crazed tip tangeray

Or be on the flip phone

These hoes be on my bone

I might just come with marble

Just to switch to teflon

These hoes be on my zipper

I'm bald fade with the clippers

I might just come with Burban

I might just go and get wood strip a

I gots to go down

I gots to just wreck it

And when I come through everybody wanna try to neglect

They try to talk down

Because I gots to go through the dark

I see that boy Gregg & Wood lost in that East Park

KiKi on lock, I ain't forgot

That Yungstar wreck the mic

That Screw done wrecked it up

So you know they ain't gone like

How we did it, its that boys Bday

I came what fade

Gots to sip that Tangarey

Ima steel fool

From tha Southside

We dont bang bang, yes my mouth is what dry

Im gone wreck shop

Gots to send it to that

Boys

Im a one thriller

Gots to watch tha scandal

Shop at that Randall

Hit that fuckin beach, with that what Nike sandal

Got em on my feet, hide behind tint be blowin sweet

Them hoes be on my dick

Be blowin up it be so neat

Dont settle for less

These dont try to impress

Thats why I break em off

That new pair of Guess

I hit that Sterling

That Mervyn

Them hoes they dont know me

I might holla at Pokey

Or go and get that 40

Them boys be steady doin it

Knockin off the unit

Hit that big bay

We ain't flew it

Dripped and we draped out

Know what I talkin bout

You dont see my diamonds

Cause them boys comin out

Im a take and break the mic

Yes that got me goin

Yung's steady flowin

And Im steady what blowin

Gots to pass it that Po-yo

Cause that boy gone wreck shop watch me do it

This ain't '94 hoe

(Big Moe)

Yeaaah yeeeaaaah

Chillin with my boy on his birthday

Im that young G, yeah M-o-e

Gotta bring my partna in yeah that Pokey

Hes comin out that Southside, yeah the Stone

You know he's comin through with a pocket full of chrome

(Big Pokey) [14:16]

A nigga on a mission, steady hittin bitches

Pump steady itchin, boys steady wishin

Talkin down on a nigga name

Ima hit the boulevard grippin wood grain

19's gone be turnin, got the wood sternin

Joe in the back got the chronic and its burnin

Smokin chronic leaf optimo, big Po-yo

Sippin on the 8, idle up the poe-poe

Ima come down wit the deuce

Let the 3 wheel Poyo gonna hop juice

Sittin sideways, boys in a daze

On a Sunday nite I might brang me some mace, maybe OJ's

Hoes be goin crazy, some say Im lazy

Wanna have my baby, ain't gone get me locked down

I can't get locked, hold my Glock

Ima come down, hustlin rocks on my block

Cause they gone pay, gonna make my fedy

Keep the beat steady drop your drop on the belly

Make your trunk wave, keep your corner paid

Make that trunk wave from the cradle to the grave

Me and screw you, what you wanna do

Let me come down Po-yo got his crew

Got my whole click, got to come down

Ima wave trunk, Im a gone so so fine

Ima hit on the dice, gotta keep it nice, drank and sprites

Ridin in the burban blades and Im popped up twice

Wood strip got gold, leten em boys know

Ima hop out with the crease in my clothes

Chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist

Dirt up in my piss, gotta partna named Chris

Movin keys, lemme chop em down

In my safe I gotta key and a pound

Pound of the weed, I gotta quarter ounce

I had to hit the boulevard make my drop bounce

I had to three wheel on the four, let them boys know

I'ma hit the boulevard slow and tip toe

With that boy Flemmin, yellow bone women

Got to come through real sexy, not skinny

Dont want no big fat bitch

Can't let that hoe ride with me on the switch

Gotta be playa, gotta be a star

Ima let ya smoke my weed, sip on my barre

We gone do it right, get a room later, ain't no hater

Can't fade her, hit the boulevard when I bounce rocket skater

Ima crawl like a gator, got my grill

Let me come through pint bottle steady sealed

Sittin in my vault, cases got caught

Had to come down gotta partna named Walt

Thats that boy Walter, I done had a daughter

Rocked up a quarter, threw on my damn Starter

It done got cold, money done unfold

Let me come down with a wood Momo

Thats the wood wheel, Ima pop a pill

House on the hill, got my mind on a mill

On a mission tryin to get rich

Down to hit a switch, let me come down aww boy nasty bitch

All up in my face, ridin got bass

Late night on the what Screw with the Grace

Actin bad with that Judd, Joe on the cut

Got that P-a-t fixin to slap another slut

Lil Keke, that KK, and tha Hawk

Boy be talkin down now watch this boy barkin

Thats that boy Bird, rock 73rd

Letem boys know we goin fed, what ya heard

Got that Lil Three, and that mans off that Botany

Got that boy Joe thinkin blades and Mazarati

Got that screwzew, bangin behind tint

Windows tinted, Ima slow up the speed limit

Let them boys know, flip phone I be foldin em

Fillin up my foreign ride with petroleum

I gotta ride on boy, gotta bring the noise

Rent my car, gotta hit me a lick in Detroit

Some in Alabama, some down in Asia

Im do it right move my cheese on my pager

Beats '18, 735 with screens

Teal green, I be shootin my machine

Like a trained marine, Im on a mission with my rappin

When a nigga steppin, nigga ain't no preppin

In my corner cause yous a goner

Im smokin marajuana

Broke em off when I snatched my diploma

I walked across the stage

I turned the page, no more minimum wage

And my corner got paid

Kept fedy, kept it steady

My partna named Reggie

Im 330, so niggas say Im heavy

Hitin real hard, never did roid

Fat ass nigga, we'll fuck a yella broad

Are ya black are ya brown, I let my top down

Swang and swangin, and my diamond gonna shine in my mouth

Im from the South, what ya talkin bout

The haters rollin up so I got my Glock cocked

I ain't no hoe, letten em know, Im fin to erupt like a volcano

Me and my partna Zano

Ron G, Its that grunga, steady smokin Gunja

Im a come down bunch of money

Boucin like a bunny, boucin like a rabbit

Boys wanna have it, breakin boys off 2 times dag nab it

Lemme hurta, a hater hurter, on a mission

I gots to come down, knocked off a politician

Knocked off a judge, knocked off a lawer

Now I comin down I hooked up with Tom Sayer

First to put some boys back in the game

Ima show them boys throw my picture in the frame

Ain't gone be lame, a partna named Shane

Ima cause pain, Joe cuttin against the grain

Gone fade me up get a nigga so slappy

Got a bitch yellow bone broad, yeah she happy

Watch that Mo-yo, fixin to solo

Ima come through cause my grass startin to grow

(Big Moe)

Out tha backdoor, that nigga named Pokey

Ima comin out the Southside representin tha Three

Im comin down playa made, yeah ya know Im real

Im down out the South, down to pop me a pill

Im rollin wood grain, down that South man

Im out the South ya know Im down fuckin to bring the pain

Because we comin down and my little boys gone wreck

We comin down, yellow broads we puttin hoes in check

(?) [20:55]

Here we goin and the sweets are still burnin

Popped up twice and we watchin Higher Learning

With tha Cube and that Busta Rhymes

Hit that Po on that beeper

Down to score 9

Fixin to chop it up, yeah Im fresh up on tha block

Movin rock

Got my Glock cocked

Haters wanna stop but they can't

Gotta keep a drank and Im drivin

Boy comin through and that Moe steady slidin

In a three we, comin down bumper fall

Steady ballin

Haters steady callin my name

Im in this game with the birds

Have you fuckin heard

Comin down knocked off a pint, what the syrup

Witha gallon

Lookin for a stallion

Comin down and I got the chrome with medallion

And my damn fade, and my diamonds in my mouth

Fuckin with these boys

And we could be out the South

In a bus

Blades are 19's

Po comin through and we got tha four screens

With tha VCR

And we sippin barre

Comin down tinted up, new what car

Got the woodgrain

And you know Im steady knockin

Trunk gone be poppin

Bumper unlockin

All you hear is Beep

And Im comin down swangin

Comin down, let the top up its fixin to rain

And Im comin through and Im steady sittin sideways

My way, have to do it Friday

Im comin, Im comin ain't gone lie, say Im comin

Grill witha woman

On tha block first and the leads steady pumpin

I ain't gonna leave tha corner till Im makin a mill plus

Boy comin through and Im sicka bein in a bus

Fuckin with that bird, and we gettem for a gallon

And that man pulled and we what....

(Big Moe)

Yeeeeaaaa yeeeaah

Im comin through in my hoo-doo

You know in a nigga trunk is tha nigga screw

We comin down, and you know we down to swang & bang

Im out the South, that Big Moe, should let my nuts hang

I dont give a damn pop trunk Im gone slam

Im comin down watchin TV, playin NBA Jam

Im comin through bangin screw in my hoo-doo

Im lettin that nigga Joe on the mic

I thought you niggas knew

(Haircut Joe) [23:30]

Thought you niggas knew

Fixin to come down

Bangin and that tint

Watch me come down and I got

Form that damn bam

I love a yams, and the Ox tail, not in jail

Steady stack my mail

Watch me come come through

Chevy, lookin heavy, comin down

And I gots to come down

Nigga just roll, lets just smoke

Watch me come down and I ain't no fuckin joke

Steady comin crunk, rollin up the skunk

I done went to wreck when I pop tha fuckin trunk

Rollin 84's, nigga Ima pro, steppin out call me Haircut Joe

Cuttin on tha fros, holla at ya know

Watch me come down, nigga with a fuckin hoe

Get he fuckin money

Like it ain't funny take out a bank account

Like some damn magic, what the hell happened

Dont take my talkin for no muthafuckin cappin

Nigga its the truth, charge it to the roof

A lot of niggas just wanna walk in my boots

But they can't step on that what nigga level

Watch me come through nigga Im a just....man hold up

(Big Moe)

I done came through, chillin with my boy Screw

You know we popped up in a foreign hoo-doo

We came through and we sippin on that drank barre

We comin down lookin like playas and like stars

You hoes gotta feel a down ass fuckin G

I represent that Three, that nigga M-o-e

I came through bangin screwed up in my hoo-doo

You know Im comin realla, partna then I think ya knew

That boy tha lean and fell on his head

We comin through rollin Caddy rollin marble red

You gotta feel me, that boy comin through

Im letten these boys wreck on the mic I thought you knew

(D-mo)

Comin down chillin

I got the Yungstar, I got tha Big Moe

We all goin fed, fuck goin ag

Niggas comin through with 30 keys up in a bag

We gotta make a livin

Nigga know Im real

Jammin Screw

I got to send it out to my boys Zane and crew

My nigga Adrian

I got tha Haircut Joe

Flowin in this bitch

Its this nigga D-mo

My boy from the tre

They always pay late

I got to say whatsup to my nigga named Clay

My nigga Big Boy, always chillin lookin throwed

That nigga named Rod just fell up on the floor

He can't handle shit, that nigga went down

Goin down real, on the Southside of town

We comin jammin screw

And we comin with my niggas

And we rollin with our crew

I got the nigga Yungstar from the South

Was wreckin this bitch

Comin down with cadillac

With big ol fuckin bumper kit

Comin down 5th wheel slammin

Hoe just fannin

Bitch Im sayin it

Cause I fucked your mamma

I fucked your cousin

I fucked that bitch

And these niggas just a fussin

Thinkin that a niggaplayamade

Didn't know I got a muthfuckin tight fade

From that Flem, or was it that Joe, or was it that Judd

You know how it go

All my partnas cut, all my partnas tight

We gonna get kill, leys get fried tonight

And we can get blitz

And jam some Bone

And we can jam that Street Military, nigga bring it on

And nigga, know you feel me

I know, I know Im real

Im comin through I got 12 diamonds in my grill

My diamonds steady gleamin, bitches steady fiendin

Niggas comin down, starchin down on the scene and

Give this bitch back to that nigga Big Moe

I wanna hear this nigga sing

On my fuckin D bro

(Big Moe) [28:11]

Chillin with my partna on his Bday

I done came through and a nigga raidin a trunk

Im out the Southside I told you hoes Im not no punk

Im comin real, Im thinkin bout poppin pills

I stay on tha Leal, yall know the deal

Im came through and ya know Im comin rollin hard

I represent that hood yeah the Tre Ward

You know Im comin clean, Starchin down the scene

Im comin down sippin on that drank the codeine

(Kici) [28:50]

Damn, chillin with my old school crew

Thats how we do, wearin Nike shoe

Big Po-yo

And a charm

And I gotta have clean Rolex on my arm

When I come through bladed all popped up

We gone come on down

All these hoes

Niggas suck my dick

Im down with my click

All that hatin shit, that shit ain't even thick

That shit is kinda low

I never been a hoe

Chillin with my partna tha Kici and Big Moe

That boy be wreckin on these tapes

Im thinkin comin down

With a tight drop

With dem buck

I dont give a fuck

All them fuckin haters you know they stuck

Cause Im strapped witha 9

Im strapped witha 40

Flem got them shit cause it gonna get rowdy

Cock that bitch back, Im steady sellin crack

Im stuck in this game and nigga its like that

Thats how we doin do it down here, on the Southside

Watch us come up, watch us follow in our ride

Follow right behind, follow on up

We gone come down Benz and bladed up truck

All that shit, all that shit is good

And everything I have gotta be wood

All over, even in a Range Rover

Im born and raised to be a young soldier

Call me a BG

But Im scorin a key

You know Im talkin about its that damn Kici

Im down on my knees

Im tryin to get on my feet

Cause Im just steady sellin all the keys

Come through, BMW, 96 new

Or maybe 97, 24-7 Im puttin in work

And then I got.....

Man, I fell off, so Ima fixin to pass it

Gone back up the flow Ima un ass it

(Big Moe)

I done came through after every boys flow

Im that nigga Big Ass Moe

Steady jammin my music slow

I came done through with my crew

Pop trunk in that BMW

Steady swang and bang on them fuckin thangs

Im out the South a young G letten nuts hang

I bring another young G in on this mic

Hes called a Yungstar, hes comin so tight

(Yungstar)

Then bring me in

My skin is my sin

Im thinkin brand new what Benz

Off the showroom

Them hoes they come soon

I gots to sweep my friend, witha surprise like a broom

Every time they be hopin

I know they be scopin

I gots to break em off

Gots to leave they mouth open

Cause they gots to talk down

Diamond

Watch I open up my trunk

Showin nuthin but surround

Its all good

Yes they dont know

Baked potato and chive

When im hungrey hit that Long Drive

Pick up that Kici, we hit that shrimp platter

I gots to come through

Scatter

I hit that fuckin quarter, its gone be a slaughter

We draped and dripped out

Watch I bang with my daughter

Let the top down

Im fresh off carceration

We swanger

In tha car, Im sippin on barre, TV VCR

With the star

She come through, she know that I got car

Ima do

I got to show the 6 X 9

Gots to show

Watch that boy be reclinin

Im

Strait pop a pill and

Kici diamond grill

Them boys is locked up

Show

When I come through

Watch that boy wreck the fuckin shop

Gotta leave it smokin

Cause this game ain't jokin

Ima come through TV car wide open

Come and please get me

Watch I just spray

I

Sippin like tha AK

Gotta clear tha block off

Tha Yungstar ain't gone play

Gots to pop

I bang in your ear

I shed so many tears

I bang R Kelly or Aliyah

Gots to drop tha top real gently

Im sippin on that jelly

I might just come through

Cause that boy be rockin steady

ESG is on lock

Them boys ain't gone stop

Them boys be comin through

Im sendin shouts to 2pac, and that Tyson

Im dressin nice

Im steady wreckin and ryhmin

Im steady comin through, Im layed back Im still reclinin

Im fuckin these hoes, they watchin these shows they sippin on fours

And watch that mic get smokin

Elite, I practice what I preach

Watch me drop the top marble blue at the beach

They speech on with that boy Po-yo

They dont know, that D-mo

Fixin to break em off but he doin it slow

And that boy Moe, he steady hummin

Keke said he comin