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the screwed up click - it's what i do lyrics

(-talking-)
check it hu-huh, it’s the young don man
tennessee-texas connect, cmg my cl!ck c-wiz
holla at me young’n yeah, i get my hog on
that’s what i do man, i’m a hog with it
check it, freestyle

[lil’ keke]
i’m a freestyling king, i don’t joke
catch me in the booth, and i’m firing up some smoke
i’ll never be broke, cause i grind to the top
catch me on the highway, letting down the top
in the drop, i’m sitting sideways and i’m crooked
it’s the young don, got my time and i took it
did my came back, in ’94
i wrecked n-ggas, with my freestyle flow
it’s 2005, i still go live
young don ke’, only the strong survive
i’m in the booth i’m spitting the truth, i’m bulletproof
a n-gga in my way, i might knock out his tooth
it’s the young don, representing cmg
i freestyle, i don’t have to write it g
i’m a motherf-cking vet, with my flow
i’m on this microphone, letting the whole world know
i’m f-cking with that c-wiz, and this is texas
back in ’99, i drove in my new lexus
b-ttoned up on 20’s, i ain’t gon even front
young don ke’, and i’m known to pull a stunt
a freestyle -ss-ssin, n-gga still blasting
boys in the background, and they still asking
where the don at, i tell em that he back
i tell em on the microphone, bout to attack
i grab my f-cking gat, i lay a n-gga flat
i rat-ta-tat-tat, put him on his f-cking back
don’t play with the don, my n-ggas call me young
it’s the young one, and i do it for my son
money by the ton, i make these n-ggas run
i pop-pop buck-buck, n-gga with my gun
i lay you n-ggas down, repping h-town
popping trunks, still jamming to that screw sound
slowed up texas, we do it on the south
it’s the young don, i got them diamonds in my mouth
n-ggas just talking, n-ggas just yapping
i told these n-ggas, that i’m back hungry back rapping
i never be capping, i’m always just twisting
on the microphone, i got these n-ggas -ss kissing
now the don back, i ain’t looking for no friends
catch me in that slingshot, coupe fo’ do’ benz
500 n-gga, i’m putting it on the plate
the young don, i only represent the texas state
a freestyle legend, a freestyle pro
i’m the freestyle king, i let the whole world know
i started this verse, i’ll make em put it in a he-rs-
because your life is getting worse, i’m gift with the curse
like my n-gga beanie said, i ride red
i leave these n-ggas dead, i’m hollin’ at my n-ggas in the fed
some of these n-ggas out here, still snitching
some of em b-tching, some of these n-ggas twisting
like hoes, cause they the punkest
i’m hollin’ at c-will, cause i’m crunk with the crunkest
that’s what we call our sh-t, the tennessee-texas connect
it’s the young don, and i’m known to wreck give me the check

(-talking-)
c-wiz, that’s what it is n-gga
that’s real freestyle, holla

- the screwed up click lyrics

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