Dj Screw 4 My Nigga Screw Lyrics

4 My Nigga Screw Lyrics

f/ Lil Flip, Grace, H.A.W.K., Ronnie Spencer







(Ronnie Spencer)



La-da-da-da-da-da-da, oh-ooooh



La-da-da-da-da-da-da, I know you so real



You so real, Screw you yeah







[Chorus: Ronnie Spencer]



Screw is so real, it's hard to stay strong



Cause one day you here, then the next day you gone



Living in the dark, now Screw is in the light



Trying to focus our life, everyday and night







[Lil' Flip]



I represent H-Town, down for my block



I started off the game, with the Botany Big Shots



Did Diamondz N' Ya Face, got a lot of game



Start fucking with Screw, now I got underground fame



Fucked with E.S.G., and I had to buy the house



Did a lot of shows, represented for the South



Made a little group, called H.S.E



Dropped a tape, and we sold bout 23



Thousand fucking units, now we doing better



Dropped The Leprechaun, and I got a lot of cheddar



Sold a hundred thousand, made about a million



Now I got a Jag, with DVD's in the ceiling



Just got a deal, with Scarface



Now everybody hating, but they smiling in my face



They call me Lil' Flip, I'ma stay true



Got a mic with a crown, say R.I.P. Screw







[Chorus: Ronnie Spencer - 2x]







[H.A.W.K.]



I wish, I wish, I wish



I didn't have to write to this, recite to this



Blow a square flight to this, but Screw you missed



All I can do is sit back, and reminisce



It was all good times, at the crib spitting rhymes



Put it on our mind, that we were destined to shine



From scratching on turn tables, to running a record label



Mixing Tupac and Biggie, with some Kane & Abel



We formed a click, that couldn't be fucked with



You ran the Hardest Pit, with the Dead End Click



It was E.S.G., Lil Keke, Big Pokey, G-R-A-C-E



Your Boy Al-D, P-A-T



C-Note and Willean, and them boys from Botany



You brought in Big Moe, my nigga Z-Ro



Mike D and Clay-Do, Lil' Flip and Lil' O



Them boys from the Fo', them boys from the Tre



And last but not least, there was H-A-W-K



I having nothing else to say, but you were so real



And that's the way you make me feel







[Chorus: Ronnie Spencer - 2x]







[Grace]



Screw was my DJ, and that boy was so real



Introduced me to the mic, put me on dubs showing skills



Went from block bleeder, pimping pens staying paid



Baptized in the click, writing rhymes living leid



Had to pay my dues, wreck 25 screws



Put it down with the best, label me one of the trues



V.T. from S.U.C., and I still stand tall



G-R-A-C-E, gon represent it till I fall



Still do it with the click, staying thoed in the mix



Got it by my DJ, fa sho to turning crumbs to bricks



Escape from the dark, now let the light shine through



Although he up above, the Don still come through



Push my pen keep it real, esperbertion sharpened skills



Motivation, determination to get that house on the hill



Ever since the day we met, with me and Los kept it rue



So for that until we gone, stay acting bad jamming Screw







[Chorus: Ronnie Spencer - 2x]







(Ronnie Spencer singing)