Screwed Up (feat. Trae)

Target practice baby, only thing is

I'm not the shooter, i'm the bullet biatch

Yeah, g'd up from the feet up (i got you trae)

Ya dig, a-b-c-d-e-f

I'm a g to the end, the end of the road

But back in the kitchen, at the end of the stove

Ay t, looks like we at the end of the o

Drop a fo' in a twenty ounce, and call it 24

You sit on 24's, and we sip on 24's

Got the caddy, sitting on a pair of gucci penny loafs

Yeah i get money, fuck with bitches that get me mo'

Now you know the game, same shit different hoes

Yeah we cut the ears and the tail off mickey mouse

Never been a rat, never had em in the house

Call me captain kangaroo, but i got money in my pouch

And i don't mean loose change, when i say money in the couch

Ya dig yeah, i'm getting paid at what i already say

Can't see these niggas, like the brief on these niggas

Got a bitch named nina, and nina so slutty

Cause she'll do him, and every one of his buddies

We put them drinks down, and pick them tools up

And if dude tripping, we hit dude up

And you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up

And you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up

(we drop the top down, and chunk the deuce up)

(these 84's'll make a hater, put his shoes up)

(yeah you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up)

(yeah you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up)

I'm in the drop sitting low, 84's looking dangerous

My swagger got me in the hood, looking like i was famous

My neck and wrist, look like it been hit by a couple painters

I'm getting money, but the fact i'm gangsta never changes

I got my locs on, waiting on a time to plex

Like this bopper shotgun in the whip, waiting on time to sex

It's abn until i rest, and won't be nothing less

Since i'm protected by the neighborhood, i never need a vest

I know them haters talking, but they ain't saying nothing

Long as they stay inside they place, i'ma continue stunting

My ice the shit, i'm prolly at a hundred stacks and running

I guess i'm fly, cause my do's in the air and trunk is humming

I'm still moving slow, my swagger just got off the chain

Whether the club or in the hood, i'm still gon make it rain

Yeah i'm the truth, so please address it when you say my name

You try to take it to me, i'ma try to take it to your brain

We put them drinks down, and pick them tools up

And if dude tripping, we hit dude up

And you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up

And you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up

(we drop the top down, and chunk the deuce up)

(these 84's'll make a hater, put his shoes up)

(yeah you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up)

(yeah you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up)

It's still the same name, new whip, new shoes

Fifty on the frame, so i know i won't lose

Kit is on fly, do's up when i cruise

All eyes on me, everytime a nigga move

I pop another trunk, and show the world i'm screwed up

This say different color chain, will make you put your jewels up

Say bitch you better chill, cause i'll beat your dude up

Put him on the sideline, and have his face bruised up all screwed up

Oh yeah these diamonds in my mouth, showing i rep the south

This 80 thousand dollar bitch, got the top tooken off

Up in these streets i'm like a kid, cause i love to get lost

And stay packing somethin, that love to break a hater off

So when it come to this gangsta, homie i got it locked

And if i put that drop on the block, i'm unable to stop

And when it come to what it do, i'm that number one spot

They knew i represent for screw and h.a.w.k., banging my music chopped

We put them drinks down, and pick them tools up

And if dude tripping, we hit dude up

And you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up

And you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up

(we drop the top down, and chunk the deuce up)

(these 84's'll make a hater, put his shoes up)

(yeah you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up)

(yeah you ain't shit, if you ain't never been screwed up)