The Screwed Up Click - The Take Over lyrics

(*talking*) Yeah (yeah), world premier (world premier) You're about to feel the strength of, the S.U.C. (S.U.C.) Screwed Up Click that is, representing for DJ Screw The legend (DJ Screw), my n***a [Hook - 2x] It's the take over, bout to give this industry a new makeover And for those who have waited, now the wait's over We too heavy for these n***as, so they can't hold us It's the take over [Mike D] One mo' gin for your mind, it's the cat Corleone My link to the click, connect like Voltron A teflon Don, draped in Sean John Yes and you'd catch me, seven days on chrome I'll tell ya, what it took to build the Screwed Up Click It took grind it took tears, it took years Dealing with incarceration, plus losing a few peers Tried to take me out the game, but I's still here n***a, now let's get one thang clear Only God I fear, nan n***a round here Cause I rep it for my G's, and true cake holders 2004 Screwed Up Click, it's the take over [Chris Ward] You tuned in, to the almighty S.U.C We'll never break up n***as wake up, who's the best you see It's C. Ward, the last of the last real n***as to be Now here's for H.A.W.K., Pocino, Lil' O, Ke' and Yiggity-Ye We smoke that under water grown, we like we live in the sea Whenever asked if we the sh**, I say fa shiggity G We rep it step it accept it, we holding it down It's the worldwide, take over we controlling it now [H.A.W.K.] The big dog is barking, so all puppies on the porch The General of the force, I'm holding down the fort You on a collision course, to get your a** scorched And I'll fire up a blunt, off Ms. Liberty's torch We'll use brute force, and show no remorse f** ya like intercourse, and never been in the Source I rep Houston, like Jigga reps New York In a six the same color, as cranberry sauce [Big Pokey] A n***a, taking over the game I'm in the driver seat, mind state f** it when I'm holding the grain Sensei brings the pain, takes the show I whip n***as with this pen, like I'm taking the sco' n***as think I'm moving fast, but I'm taking it slow I'm in the booth cooking snow, bringing back flow I breathe money, flip it and bring back mo' Screwed Up Click, at your front and your back do' n***a [Mr. 3-2] Connected like ball and chain, a cut like c**aine Standing on frontline, prepping Screwed Up name Blood sweat and pain, we hungry and wanna eat Walk and stomp over this game, with bare feet Fake n***as cheap, we keeping it one hundred Our verses ain't cheap, and they never get fronted We finally done it, united as a click Slowing the world down, taking over this b**h [Lil' Keke] We went from hungry and broke, to n***as with big wealth Fat Pat-Lil' Ke, the name speaks for itself The click was born, we got money by the ton S.U.C. for life, us soldiers is day one Southside controlled, and n***as was laying it down R.I.P. to Screw, the king of the underground The take over, and it sound like thunder Screwed Up Click for real, they call me the Boy Wonder [Lil' O] Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze, n***as know what it is Smother your mother, clap your father rope up the kids Pull out the army knife, go from your throat to your ribs Snitch n***a don't slang, if you can't cope with the biz It takes a special kinda dude, to stand tough in handcuffs Tell the FED's f** you, I ain't giving my man up If you that type of cat, throw up your set and stand up It's Screwed Up Mafia, get your grams up motherf**er [E.S.G.] T's for Texas n***a, where that S.U.C. from The A's for the A.K.'s, we spread them haters huh Now K's for the kilos, we whooping in the kitchen E's for E.S.G., Escalade and 24 twisting O's for the on the grind, how we stay on the Southside The V for victory, E-R everybody ride It took a lot of time, but we finally here For my n***a Screw, take over b**h this year what [Z-Ro] I ain't even much gotta say my name, you know who it is it's simple and plain I f** up a face and I leave blood stains, and wet up a motherf**er like the rain I don't love nothing but the S.U.C., no name rad n***as let me be I'm from the Guerilla M double A-B, we hunt people and set spirits free Call me a k**er call me the Crooked, you want a concert Red Boy gon book it Look at the rap game the way I took it, with a ape on my back but a real n***a shook it Just like a pit I'ma lock and shake, put the plex aside we got money to make The Soldiers United with Cash, taking over baby [Clay-Doe] We took being independent to the limit, now we finished Now God as my witness, we bout to handle some major bidness Rep the click anthem, 'til it's read substantials So don't get personal now, it's all financial I had to bow down, the fear roll past rollers Put 27 stash masks, on the cup holders Grade A co*ka, insane soldier Clay f**ing doja, for the take over [Trae] Well it's 2K we the last of the breed, mobbing with chrome Any n***a got a problem, I swear to God I'm fin to click b**h and it's on Screwed Up Click guerillas for scrilla, these fake n***as get dusted Came from broke and disgusted, but now these n***as mad cause they busted I'm a soldier, see Trae never been fake f** friends I'm about my click the Mob united for cash, for life and I'm never gon quit The take over is over my n***a, and I promise it ain't gon stop We run this sh** for Screw, and all competition gotta be dropped [Grace] Making moves to monopolize, gotta plot plan and strategize Ahead of the other guys, off the chain better realize They call me Dat Boy Grace, a poetic picture painter Screwed Up Click representer, prepare to deadly for paper Blood sweat and tears we done shed, click then united the bread It's time to do what we do, take over turn bunch of heads With over rations verbate 'em, vivid victory vindicated With a vision of vulk, you can validate what I'm saying [Hook]