junk and diss you Pop the trunk and split you Sick nigga, you don't really want it wit Strick, nigga Freestyle or written shit, take your pick, nigga Bring your click
Hold up Z-Ro the crooked aka king of the ghetto Screwed Up Click soldier for life Know what I'm talking about Mo-City stand up in this motherfucker Know
With a bad broad, shotgun up in the frame You know Guerilla Maab thugs, be down to pull stunts On the first of the month, popped up like trunks And when
, pop trunk wave Like I'm fresh out of Jack, in a drop that got sprayed [Hook x4: Fat Pat] Just-just, got paid Pop-pop, trunk wave [Trae:] It ain't
born Lil Keke the don, original Screwed Up Click This dedicated to DJ Screw, Fat Pat, Big Mellow, Big Steve Bun... [Chorus - Lil' Keke] Draped up and
born I'm Lil' Keke The Don Original Screwed Up Click It's a dedication to DJ Screw Fat Pat, Big Mello, Big Steve Feel it? [Chorus: Lil' Keke] Draped up
, 'fore you come around the block If you wanna square it off, stop and drop the top Chunk up the deuce, then let your trunk pop And when your trunk pop
't really seen you out performing You back up in the streets, you hot you're boiling Chamillitary click, is the click they wanting You know that OG Ron C, gon screw
clown [E.S.G.] Hold up hold up, open up who's this The one who made you say Maan, new year new shit My twinkies twist Screwed Up Click, you can ask Pres
your cash out 3 in the morning, and the click still hanging 3:15, you know the trunk still banging Neighborhood woke up, popped up choked up Hummer still smoked up
it down, cause we just some young Hoggs This for real dogs, we doing this for y'all I pop up the trunk, let em hear the funk Setting up the shop, got
slippin but I'm trippin candy red on the scene. Flossin on the hoes, tossin on them women gotta pop the trunk for that nigga pad lemon Alright we're thowin up
[DJ Screw] 9-7, Screwed-Up Click Soucie Folea' Ballin' in the mix Pimp the pens Ball slow party on Ah, the Screw and the Lil' K-E Know what I'm sayin'
I'm still dranked up and dripped out, reclining to top Straight up, outta H-Town and the funk don't stop Watch the trunk just pop, and the front end hop
chillin with a girl you got to be star Sippin white cup it got to be the bar Blue black and red don't touch my car Screwed up click is who we are 25 lighters
, i'm true. Your ridin swangs your grippin grain I do I do. Your candy red your candy blue your poppin trunk your jammin screw whatever it is you plan