I aint break you off But you aint getting no love Got me screwed up Sick in the head, you heard what i said Baby girl, you gets no love Got me screwed up
drug wars and shoot outs You flipped your chip Motorola, called your hooker Told the ho to wet some towels up Said you had a little foul up She
dead babies floating by Damn, burning buildings, flamed up,they couldn't take da heat so they jumped. Man, they want to want to transform the streets we grew up
the numba one dude in rap but there on the slaps of haikus I spite you for not givin' it up fuck what that nigga say, nigga give it up why black people
up and say "RIP" Lift your lighters (For me) Lift your lighters (For me) Lift your lighters (For me) Just to say "RIP" Krayzie Bone Now, I gotta give it up
massouse I get loose like a screw turned from left right to tight When it's time for some action I get Red's "Tonight's Da Night" An eye for an eye
Watch the movie, haters tried to eye screw D Your beef in small claims court, Judge Judy When you and I meet up, the fight heat up Bloody up ya wife
, it's f-cking raining, shit, it's lightening Bitch, its thundering, cause I'm hushing up I'm a storm if you wonderin' Shit, you could muster up a thought
' Alright! Got a screw face, all night all day Screw face keeps fellaz at bay Screw face means keep well away, stay away Screw face means get out my way Screw
throwin chairs against the wall every night, became a regular I used to pray and hope that daddy would die Cause over nothin momma's sufferin a swoll up black eye
[Intro - Chopped and Screwed Voice (echo)] Hold up mayne I know you ain't think we wouldn't fittin to come through with somethin for the slab You must
call you baby both fucked up but we still good crazy got boyfriends so our love's like maybe ro dawg ask if we mis behaving you seem like you gotta a couple screws
become one with the fish, Collect my thoughts for a bit until I'm ready to spit, Pick up my celly and shit, then proceed to hit up my kids and connect
for the three time losers Pour out some beer, bust out the ruger Ladies and gentleman Bullets will leave you tremblin' Shooken up I got my cuban mommy cooking up
sweet supple jugs Look here yeah bitch I'm talking to you I got my meat on granite so what ya wanna do I mean sure we can screw but what ya think about
niggaz that we coming then we hold up the block scorn niggaz like their mothers then we wet up their socks red dye, escaping on the red eye ,sea shores
try And i've tried I put up a good fight But your words cut like knives And im tired As you break my heart again this time Tell me I'm a screwed up
Call up my Norfolk niggas, tip that bill, we can't play jail No time for RICOs, kids ego Fucked up the game, that's like sticking your eye next to the