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S.U.C. - Big Moe Lyrics


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

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S.U.C. lyrics !!!