The Legendary DJ Screw lyrics

by

Rick Ross


[Intro: Bun B]
(It's a Big E beat)
This is dedicated, to the legendary
DJ Screw

[Verse: 1 Bun B]
Now once upon a time not long ago
Where they come down candy, and live life low
Where the fours stay chromey, and they grippin' on wood
And people all behave like it's all to the good
Then came a young player from the Southside streets
Who had dreams of making music, with slowed down beats
He jumped on the tables, made it do what it do
And so begins the legend of DJ Screw

[Scratch Hook]
This is dedicated, this is, this, this is dedicated
This is dedicated to the legendary D-D-D, DJ Screw

[Verse 2: ESG]
Yeah
Six in the morning, Feds at my door
Quarter mil' on the floor, the city where everything shows
Yeah, still bang Screw, we love it mayne
I know he gone, but nothing changed
Hawk, P.A.T., M.O.E. they all above us, mayne
Down here he grind and hustle, mayne
Can't forget Chad Butler mayne
Still swang on 84's, a mirror-glass like buzzers mayne
Grab the Louie duffle man, S.U.C. still in this thing
I know my dog gone, Robert Davis, we gon' do it mayne
[Verse 3: C-Note]
See, I love this life, this is Screwed Up Click
Don't quote me, dog, you'll get screwed up quick
Still we blew one quick, my 84's, they stick
On 24's, we sit, you know we holdin' it, b*tch
I'mma do this hit for Screw, for Hawk, for Pat
Even though we pushin' powder but the trunk, be crack
C-Note reppin' S.U.C, R.I.P. to Jimmy T
n*gga, I'mma swang in the 'Lac, that's how it s'posed to be

[Scratch Hook]
This is dedicated, this is, this, this is dedicated
This is dedicated to the legendary D-D-D, DJ Screw

[Verse 4: Trae tha Truth]
(Jeah)
One of the realest to do this sh*t, used to Texas Screwed Up Click
Yeah, the tracks, Screw'll bring it back, no one better that you can get
For my n*gga Robert Davis, c-hchop it up, Screw my sh*t
Now the true representation, making sure the world knew this sh*t
Every time you think of double cups, or swangers peekin' out the boards
Freestylin' off top of dome, or grills covered in ice and gold
Dealers salute the General, point-black, no subliminal
Tell 'em we Screwed up Texas, we go fed like a criminal

[Verse 5: Lil' O]
Here's a little story about a n*gga like me
Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze, n*gga, S.U.C
South-west, H-Town, all of that's me
If a ho is cotton-mouth I wouldn't give a b*tch P
I'm so Screwed Up n*gga say I talk slow
I say I listen fast when you n*ggas talk doe
And nah, I can't touch if the sh*t is not dro
If the drink is not purple, and the b*tches not whoa!
[Scratch Hook]
This is dedicated, this is, this, this is dedicated
This is dedicated to the legendary D-D-D, DJ Screw

[Verse 6: Z-Ro]
Dark blue Regal, or a Screw Blue Impala
Helpin' everybody, that's what he used to with this dollars
No collars, just t-shirts and di*kies
Even though he had a lot to do, he was never too busy to come and get me
I'm really Screwed Up Click, Robert Earl Davis put me in
Not a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend
I can see him spinnin' records in Heaven in all white
Like he used to do on 22-34 all night

[Verse 7: Big Hawk]
n*ggas I feel that's talkin' sh*t, n*ggas I feel that's ridin' di*k
Talkin' down on the Screwed Up Click, they must don't know who they f*ckin' wit'
5-Star General of the S.U.C, want my clique, gotta go through me
Go through Key, and Mike. D, then you gotta go through Big Pokey
Who you know a n*gga hard as me? Who you n*gga know is smart as me?
n*ggas wanna know how hard is he, I'm hard as the Baltimore Raven's D
Betcha ain't see, like a [?] real, hardest n*gga I feel, with no deal
Plowin' through n*ggas like a snowmobile
And I make beats that the real can feel

[Scratch Hook]
This is dedicated, this is, this, this is dedicated
This is dedicated to the legendary D-D-D, DJ Screw
This is dedicated, this is, this, this, this
This is dedicated to the legendary D-D-D, DJ Screw
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