[DJ Screw]
It's going down
'96 Screwed Up Click, know I'm talm 'bout?
We done popped up in here, knowm say'n
D.E.A., Southside Playaz, Botany Boyz, Al-D
3 4 action, know'm talkin' bout, 10201 know'm say'n
Smokin' big, drinking syrup, know I'm talm 'bout?

[Fat Pat]
Well, one time for yo mind let a playa come through
I'm sippin on a 4 and I'm jammin' on that Screw
It's Southside Playaz and this playa down for [?]
'Cause a young n***a got a million dollar function
Living so throwed in this game, drankin drank
Got man what throwed in the game
Now I'm banking stacks, marble door 'lacs
Moved up the 320 Benz is how I act
A little bit crazy, fuck these damn ladies
All up on my dang-a-lang 'cause of Mercedes
Really ain't with it, let that 9 milli start spittin'
Round after round and drop them playa haters down
From the other side if you start plexin'
It's that Southside, third ward fucking Texas
Boys don't know I'm candy red up on the scene
A young n***a sipping codeine, with my mug on mean
With that Fat to the Pat, how the fuck you gon' act
A rat-tat-tat-tat with my 9 millimeter gat
So boys better raise the fuck up off me
Cause that boy Mike D is living the John fucking Gotti
In the game
Coming down blazed know'm say'n
Third Coast, fucking it up

[Fat Pat]
N***as keep looking for my 'burban on them choppers
We be flipping through the Southside in helicopters
'Bout to land in the Clover, and no it ain't over
You got my boy dead but I'm also going fed
Because I got my damn steel on my side
Wherever the fuck I go I packs my gat up in my ride
Them n***as think I'm slipping, but hell no we ain't
That's all we do is sipping, syrup in the paint
My boy Mike D got a whole cup of lean
Them Southside Playaz acting bad on the scene
Cause all we do is lean, as fuckin playas do
Come down South and see me actin bad up out the roof
Me and that Will-lean bouta get the stacks made
Got to come through this muthafucka on the chromy-plates
Put the damn buttons on 600 V-12
I know these n***as can tell, these- yuh
N***as holdin well down south
So what you talkin bout'
A n***a got a whole buncha diamonds in his mouth
About to spit game to a young fuckin tender
Cuz thats all I got to get up in her
[Lil Keke]
I woke early , I jumped in that butter
Started flippin fo's and the vouges burned rubber
I swarmed and I swang, you know a n***a swing
I pulled up at the light on the Belfort and the King
Big bag of sweets, Screw had the spark
I clicked on the bubbles cuz it just turned dark
Hurtin working wood, daintly grippin grain
Handsfree phone just ballin on the slant
Showin nekkid ass in the story bein told
1700 wineberry over gold
From far and yonder, Ike had me comin'
Glassy chromy grill with diamond-eyed woman
I pull in Exxon, puttin gallons in my shit
Reflexion off the belt says I dropped the bumper kit
Holdin that nine, gotta protect mine
Sixteen times if they wanna bump and grind
Hurt, pop the top and let the wind come in
Shinin gold grill so you know I had to grin
I see that Fat Pat and that boy made a deal
Back up on his feet cus that young n***a real
Marvin to that that tre' and you know [unknown]
Keke showing love to that n***a Baytown
We throwing up the deuce
And giving n***as dab
You know the Southside actin bad on the slab
I'm throwing up the deuce
And giving n***as dab
My n***a Fat Pat used to represent the slab
[Fat Pat]
Throwin up the deuce and givin dab
Comin down the boulevard just holdin slab
Bumperkit reclinin', yella' hoes 'mirin
Drop my top and turn up at one time
Swangin on the corner, blowin marijuana
It's the Fat Pat and the haters are goners
On my block with Glock cocked, off safety
N***as wanna try me, but I know, I just be waitin'
Lookin at my rear-view, seein' thru' my 'sace
Watchin' ugly yella-bone hoes just watch me
Sippin codiene and we mob on the scene
H-town Texas comin thru' like a dream
Sittin so low in the big big 'burban
Comin down 60, playas whats swervin'
Let off the roof glass made of bulletproof
If a n***a plex, I got diamonds on my toof
'bout to break loose, when I'm in the drop-top
Front, side-to-side, pancake drop the top
Everbody feel a n***a shinin
It's that Fat Pat and the haters, gotta remind them
That we be holdin extra Glock it don't stop , red-beam
Southside playas, DEA like a dream