Screwed Up Click

Screwed Up Click - 30 Mins Off Lock lyrics

rate me

(feat. Mike D, Grace)

[talking:]

Say uh, I'm out the beam nigga

Damn it feel good, to be free nigga

Check game nigga, uh

[Hook: x2]

Thirty minutes off lock, and I'ma rock the block

I really don't care, if the beat hot or not

Just let me in the booth, so I can spit the truth

Are you ready motherfucker, I'm bout to come through

[Mike D:]

S.U. motherfucking C

Who I be, Mike D

Miggity Mike D, Boss Hogg Corleon

The black Osama, with my chrome

Niggaz better watch out, I promise that

Cause niggaz ain't ready, cause I'ma handle that

Everything was talked about, Corleon

I'll come back to ya nigga, I'ma get millions

In the game, and get gone

I got my spanking from the Lord, and I'm bout to move on

Niggaz, ain't ready though

Y'all ain't, ready though

We bout, to come through

Rolling with my niggaz, in blue

[Grace:]

G to the R-A-C to the E

Money over bitches, you niggaz know me

I'm the game runner head hunter, scoping a beam

Me and Pimper give it to em, underground thoed king

By the name Mr. Chase, S.U.C. representer

Legendary game spitter, quickly bout to beginner

Got me touched by the Don, underground phenomenon

Back on the streets and in the mix, suckers high like Sadaam

I call it by back I want that, this underground mine

Incarcerated the calendar, now I'm back on the grind

Still sharper thinking smarter, screaming new world order

On a T and running best, from H-Town to the border

Transactions stacking still macking, and always 4-5 packing

Accummilating my cheese, like we all Greenbay packing

Got it Houston like the Texans, busting like Smith & Wessons

Kick up dust and raising hell, like cowards on old westerns

New millennium entrepreneur, bitch a mighty thug

The whole click hungry, and it's time to grub

Back on the streets and out the Penn, and it's time to get it

Sho' I'm fa sho with it, true to it and done did it

Like a booth I bring it back, spitting heat on tracks

Rip microphones burn out on chrome, counting nothing but stacks

Problem solved we in my lab, better lay heads flat

4-5 to the dome, now that's what I call crack cuz

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