S.u.c. Lyrics - Big Moe

Oh, oh, yeah, pull me down, yeah, yeah 

I can pull that [Incomprehensible], yeah, yeah 

Screwed up click, my click of G's 

Ahh, you got to feel that player M O E 

Rolling with the Noke, rolling with the Noke D 

Get up out the way, for the H A W Ka 

Screwed up, what, chest be looking booed up 

With the chemistry it's brewed up, tracks get chewed up 

Brighten the mood up, when I'm spitting this all 

Above the law, coldest nigga you ever saw 

Stay there, outlaw hand me up the state 

I infiltrate your chest stain and increase the death rate 

Don't hate, my, it only makes us madder 

Pockets get fatter, then a only makes them say matter 

Squash all the chatter in the southern region 

I pledge of alleigence to my niggas not breathing 

We all still breathing screaming S.U.C. 

And that's all for Mafios, and P A T 

Niggas can't see me 'cause I'm rougher than most 

You boys are like bread not butter and toast 

They can't even come close, they done already told ya 

Like the H A W K and a screwed up soldier 

Screwed up click, my click of G's 

Ahh, you got to feel that player M O E 

Rolling with my click, it's the S.U.C. 

And they call me, the Barre Baby 

See when we floss our candy rides 

Screens keep falling from the sky 

Players ball and we stay true 

And if you want to test my click 

I pop problems what you get 

S.U.C. and we god damn fools 

We got that purple sticky dank 

Chased with purple sticky drank 

And forever we gone bang screw 

Oh, it's the Screw in us 

We gone represent with pride 

It's the Screw in us till we die 

Screwed up click, my click of G's 

Ahh, you got to feel that player M O E 

Rolling with the Po, rolling with the Pokey 

Can't forget about, the Lil' Keke, yeah 

Devistating and motivating it's the S.U.C. 

Showing and blowing up since the year 93' 

Everybody be claiming the click, they want to be down 

Wait to trip, on a flip through H-Town 

Let's take it back, 'cause you know we love that 

Poppi in the gray lay with the fifth on the back of the lac 

You know we ride chrome everyday 

Having the ghetto dreams like my nigga P A 

I say, we crossed inside and forever we glide 

And one thing's for sure man southside's riding 

Let's get this cheddar, you got your wood and your leather 

Sitting tall on boys pushing dubs or better 

This a click full of G's, so we do it with these 

Keep the block on pop and the ice on freeze 

Mo yo, and Keke for real it don't stop 

S.U.C. took a mission on down to Wreckshop, come on 

Screwed up click, gone keep it true 

R.I.P. to, that DJ Screw 

We gonna mourn you till we join you 

And I want to say to you, without you fool 

I miss my doll, man, miss my doll 

We gonna sing all it out for you, baby 

And it will always be there to help 

[Incomprehensible]