The Take Over

(*talking*) Yeah (yeah), world premier (world premier) You're about to feel the strength of, the S.U.C. (S.U.C.) Screwed Up Click that is, representing for DJ Screw The legend (DJ Screw), my nigga [Hook - 2x] It's the take over, bout to give this industry a new makeover And for those who have waited, now the wait's over We too heavy for these niggas, so they can't hold us It's the take over [Mike D] One mo' gin for your mind, it's the cat Corleone My link to the click, connect like Voltron A teflon Don, draped in Sean John Yes and you'd catch me, seven days on chrome I'll tell ya, what it took to build the Screwed Up Click It took grind it took tears, it took years Dealing with incarceration, plus losing a few peers Tried to take me out the game, but I's still here Nigga, now let's get one thang clear Only God I fear, nan nigga round here Cause I rep it for my G's, and true cake holders 2004 Screwed Up Click, it's the take over [Chris Ward] You tuned in, to the almighty S.U.C We'll never break up niggas wake up, who's the best you see It's C. Ward, the last of the last real niggas to be Now here's for H.A.W.K., Pocino, Lil' O, Ke' and Yiggity-Ye We smoke that under water grown, we like we live in the sea Whenever asked if we the shit, I say fa shiggity G We rep it step it accept it, we holding it down It's the worldwide, take over we controlling it now [H.A.W.K.] The big dog is barking, so all puppies on the porch The General of the force, I'm holding down the fort You on a collision course, to get your ass scorched And I'll fire up a blunt, off Ms. Liberty's torch We'll use brute force, and show no remorse Fuck ya like intercourse, and never been in the Source I rep Houston, like Jigga reps New York In a six the same color, as cranberry sauce [Big Pokey] A nigga, taking over the game I'm in the driver seat, mind state fuck it when I'm holding the grain Sensei brings the pain, takes the show I whip niggas with this pen, like I'm taking the sco' Niggas think I'm moving fast, but I'm taking it slow I'm in the booth cooking snow, bringing back flow I breathe money, flip it and bring back mo' Screwed Up Click, at your front and your back do' nigga [Mr. 3-2] Connected like ball and chain, a cut like cocaine Standing on frontline, prepping Screwed Up name Blood sweat and pain, we hungry and wanna eat Walk and stomp over this game, with bare feet Fake niggas cheap, we keeping it one hundred Our verses ain't cheap, and they never get fronted We finally done it, united as a click Slowing the world down, taking over this bitch [Lil' Keke] We went from hungry and broke, to niggas with big wealth Fat Pat-Lil' Ke, the name speaks for itself The click was born, we got money by the ton S.U.C. for life, us soldiers is day one Southside controlled, and niggas was laying it down R.I.P. to Screw, the king of the underground The take over, and it sound like thunder Screwed Up Click for real, they call me the Boy Wonder [Lil' O] Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze, niggas know what it is Smother your mother, clap your father rope up the kids Pull out the army knife, go from your throat to your ribs Snitch nigga don't slang, if you can't cope with the biz It takes a special kinda dude, to stand tough in handcuffs Tell the FED's fuck you, I ain't giving my man up If you that type of cat, throw up your set and stand up It's Screwed Up Mafia, get your grams up motherfucker [E.S.G.] T's for Texas nigga, where that S.U.C. from The A's for the A.K.'s, we spread them haters huh Now K's for the kilos, we whooping in the kitchen E's for E.S.G., Escalade and 24 twisting O's for the on the grind, how we stay on the Southside The V for victory, E-R everybody ride It took a lot of time, but we finally here For my nigga Screw, take over bitch this year what [Z-Ro] I ain't even much gotta say my name, you know who it is it's simple and plain I fuck up a face and I leave blood stains, and wet up a motherfucker like the rain I don't love nothing but the S.U.C., no name rad niggas let me be I'm from the Guerilla M double A-B, we hunt people and set spirits free Call me a killer call me the Crooked, you want a concert Red Boy gon book it Look at the rap game the way I took it, with a ape on my back but a real nigga shook it Just like a pit I'ma lock and shake, put the plex aside we got money to make The Soldiers United with Cash, taking over baby [Clay-Doe] We took being independent to the limit, now we finished Now God as my witness, we bout to handle some major bidness Rep the click anthem, 'til it's read substantials So don't get personal now, it's all financial I had to bow down, the fear roll past rollers Put 27 stash masks, on the cup holders Grade A cocka, insane soldier Clay fucking doja, for the take over [Trae] Well it's 2K we the last of the breed, mobbing with chrome Any nigga got a problem, I swear to God I'm fin to click bitch and it's on Screwed Up Click guerillas for scrilla, these fake niggas get dusted Came from broke and disgusted, but now these niggas mad cause they busted I'm a soldier, see Trae never been fake fuck friends I'm about my click the Mob united for cash, for life and I'm never gon quit The take over is over my nigga, and I promise it ain't gon stop We run this shit for Screw, and all competition gotta be dropped [Grace] Making moves to monopolize, gotta plot plan and strategize Ahead of the other guys, off the chain better realize They call me Dat Boy Grace, a poetic picture painter Screwed Up Click representer, prepare to deadly for paper Blood sweat and tears we done shed, click then united the bread It's time to do what we do, take over turn bunch of heads With over rations verbate 'em, vivid victory vindicated With a vision of vulk, you can validate what I'm saying [Hook]