Screwed Up

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
Screwed [Am]up click
killas these nig[Dm]gas don't [Am]want none
When I be coming [C]down and gripping,
[Am]on my gun
Finger, on the trigger,
[Dm]every- body [Am]ducking
And running, from [C]the scene cause
Z- Ro [Am]done start busting
[Em]No L[Am]onger, serving fiends,
I'm serving the drug [Dm]dealers
[Am]Affil[F]iated with [Am]killers and
multiple blood spillers
A nigga from out the for,
you know I, don't sleep
If a nigga don't work then a nigga,
don't eat
So a nigga is gone hustle,
a nigga is gone grind
Watch a [F]young [Am]nigga [F]shine,
[Am]bitch this world is mine
I wanted to ball in the mix,
I turned my crumbs into brick
Out of town, dump u- haulers turning
east bigga niggas in and out
With one callers, we shot callers,
and ballas and twenty [Dm]inch blade [Am]crawlers
Big body, tinted [C]up, [Am]mazzaratti, impala
We prowlers on the scene,
we go our mug on mean
[C]It use to be sippin[Am]g fou[C]rs but[Am] now
it's jugs of that codeine
Quarter pines be puffing but it
ain't nothing but grass
Now how you [F]love this bezeltine and
[Am]all this wood on my dash
All this starch on my ass,
and all this money in my stash
And how you love the way your
hoes get all this dick in they ass
We Screwed Up entertain[E]ers,
[Em]hoe ass [Dm]nigga [Am]restrainers
Assembly line in the kitchen
pickens in proper containers
We real niggas, not ill niggas,
polos rap more than Hilfigers
We in this rap game to get mill niggas,
running up on us you get killed niggas

[Verse 2]
Money [Am]making we gone ball baby,
we [Dm]coming [F]down
[Am]We some six figga niggas screwed
up click on the rise

[Verse 3]
Screwed [Am]up click'd never fall baby,
we coming down
[F]We some [Am]six figga niggas screwed
up click on the rise

[Verse 4]
Money [Am]making we gone ball baby,
we coming down
We some six figga niggas screwed
up click on the rise
Screwed up click'd never fall baby,
we coming down
We some six figga niggas screwed
up click on the rise

[Verse 5]
[Am]Staying crunk, blazing blunts,
jamming Z- Ro funk
Keep mind on money working my hundred
got these boys popping trunks
Screwed Up baller in the mix,
trying to turn these crumbs into some bricks
Sideways on switches we gone sip,
drinking on drink and [Dm]smoking dip
[Am]Living my life in slow motion,
riding high sipping [Dm]potion
[Am]Bring wet on fly like the ocean,
got a Screwed Up playa just coasting
With mind at ease blowing trees,
stacking g's, swanging threes
We coming down watch us clown
in these H- Town streets
Popped up and shining and blind you,
fifth wheels re[Dm]clining they minding
It's [Am]about that time screwed up take over,
wrecking boys skills in rhyming
Six figga niggas and drug dealers
pimping pens for our scrilla
Sipping drink and smoking killer,
the coast, fly figgas

[Verse 6]
Pad [Am]blessed and chopped records screwed up,
Houston Texas
We coming down,
looking good gripping wood like some veterans
Money making screwed up baller blade crawling,
shot call[Dm]ing
[Am]Made living missing christmas stacking
end[Dm]s never[Am] falling

[Verse 7]
Money [Am]making we gone ball baby,
we coming down
We some six figga niggas screwed
up click on the rise
Screwed up click'd never fall baby,
we coming down
[F]We [Am]some six figga niggas
screwed up click on the rise

[Verse 8]
Money [Am]making we gone ball baby,
we coming down
We some six figga niggas screwed
up click on the rise
Screwed up click'd never fall baby,
we coming down
We some six figga niggas
screwed up click on the rise

[Verse 9]
Shit, [Am]screwed up click on the [F]rise baby
Big [Am]Jett hollering at all [F]my[Am]
partnas, youknowI'msaying
[F]Wave that [Dm]shit for your hood

[Verse 10]
We gone [Am]ball till we fall
Knocking down Fassacci at the mall
Everytime I sip my cup gone stand tall
Got a wide ass phone
when I make my call
White folks be tripping on salary cap
That's why your prime
co phone tapped
Studied the dope game for the rap
Now cause of my skin I travel the map
From stage to stage to stage to stage
Making a loot with a loose leaf page
I got on my knees and I say
my praise
And repent everytime I misbehave
You want to get me for my riches
Better mind your bidness, I
minded for you
Fuck around and touch your brain I ball
With a mug Z- Ro gone shine for you
I call the shot, cause I cop the clock
Everytime it get hot I drop the top, or
Bunny hop up out the cream of the crop
Smash on the gas and never stop for cops
Ball till I fall, that's what I'm gone do
Screen in my phone screaming
who you do
I bleed the block with a
hand full of rocks now
I got a cassette and as long as you
Talk about the fame, bout the struggle
Talk about how long it took
a nigga to bubble
Since I call the shots
I don't call them off
Hoes flock around me like
a first time huddle
Don't have to kiss, I don't have to fuck
I just [Dm]pull out my [Am]dick bitch
you could suck
Or ball till I fall, and if I ever fall down
I'ma rescore and bounce
right back up

[Verse 11]
Money [Am]making we gone ball baby,
we coming down
We some six figga niggas screwed
up click on the rise
Screwed up click'd never fall baby,
we [Dm]coming [Am]down
We some six figga niggas screwed
up click on the rise

[Verse 12]
Money [Am]making we gone ball baby,
we coming down
We some six figga niggas screwed
up click on the rise
Screwed up click'd never fall baby,
we coming down
We some six figga niggas
screwed up click on the rise