(*talking*)
Screwzoo, what`s the deal baby
Lil` Trae up in here, putting it down
Trying to hold it down, know I`m saying
Everybody out here, still representing to the fullest
You know I`ma hold it down fa sho
Aint no mo` being sad, we gon put it in they face
Again and again, just like you say know I`m saying
We gon smile fa sho
[Trae]
Sitting low behind tints, swanging to Southwest
I got a tech to the chest, penetrating the plex
And if a nigga don`t know, we Down South thugs
In the Dirty Third, that`s going off like slugs
Beating the boulevard, and swanging in throwed cars
And talking on cellulars, three plus two broads
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 a nigga showing off, we pump up punks
Fin to dump, showing a nigga Lil` Trae don`t play
Blue over grey with a K, fin to make your day
Breaking the mic, since my reputwa
Like niggas at Cornbread`s, sipping the bar
Like Roy Jones, when he be breaking a jaw
Like two dykes, in a menage tois
Lyrically, I can`t be stopped
Niggas can`t see me, even if I was 3-D
I told you once, and I`ma say it out again
S-L-A-B, be raw pimping a pen
In the wind for the divid-ends, and a big body Benz
With the bubble lens, moving it down I-10
Taking a spin, a Cardier with the blue lens
On my grind, steady stacking all of my ends
I`m moving slow, turning everybody head
So you know I`m thoed, I`m fin to pop my do`s
On glass 4`s fin to pop my trunk, with a lot of glow
I got a lot of flow, and a lot of thugs
From the Southeast side to the block, I put
All of my ghetto motherfuckers, steady showing love
Throwing a deuce in the air, when they feeling us
I know you feeling us
[Hook - 2x]
On the Southside
Candy sprayed, looking so live
84`s and vogues, we glide
Screwzoo, you know we holding it down
[Trae]
Niggas ain`t ready, for what we do
When I`m in my drop, or in the hoodo
Pull up on the block, with grey on the blue
With four 18`s, and banging Screw
I don`t give a damn, if y`all hate me
When it come to rap, y`all can`t fade me
A lot of y`all niggas, know who we be
I`ma tell you once, you better let me be
In the zone, cause I`m thoed off
Niggas wanna think, that I fell off
But I gotta stay four steps, ahead of y`all
So when I feel plex, I`ma haul em off
3-65, I gotta watch my back
Every song that I`m on, I bring hats
Gotta hell of a stop, making niggas squash the chat
I done proved my points, so you better back back
From Guerilla Maab 3D-2
Paid my dues, I`m in a store near you
Staying true, when I`m thinking about Screw
Everyday, I`ma always loving you
Mayn, I know it just don`t stop
84`s and tipping slow, on chops
Lose the cops, I got a trunk on knock
Please believe, Trae headed to the top
[Hook - 2x]
[Trae]
Living down in H-Town, I gotta do my thang
I`m on the grind full time, holding down my name
S.U.C. affiliated, niggas hate it
And I`m still on point, when I`m gripping the grain
I put it all in your face, when I stay on the paper chase
And niggas wanna plex, cause I`m ahead of the race
Better hold that down, cause I`m a real nigga
Educated in the streets, so I`m clicked up with killas
Dougo, Rocko, Jay`Ton and By-Bo
In the air like hydro, they know
We so toed, kicking down the do`
And like the Z-Ro say, I`m thinking you better let it go
Pulling up in the wide body fo` do`, with the missing top
So the hoes`ll bop, roll stop and drop, you know I cock the glock
And for the P-A-T, you know we still body rock
In the Coupe or foreign car, slabbed out
Screens on glow, coming out the stash spot
Soldiers that`s united for the cash, a lot
And for the love of Screw you, I`m riding on knot
That`s everyday, and I`m loving it mayn
Ain`t shit changed, I gotta go get it
Come back with it, and I won`t quit
Sideways on a switch, representing for the click bitch
[Hook - 2x]
