Servin' Ya (Feat. Grace)

Uh, you know you never been to Screw's house (You)
Not the old one nor the new house (I'm talkin' to you)
I ain't no rapper, I really be in some shootouts (Pow)
I don't just rap about whoopin' ass, I would
Really knock you out (Wake your ass up)
I been a problem like ISIS (Hey)
They say I need to come down on my prices (Hey)
I will kill your whole album, leave it lifeless (Hey)
Real freestylin' is when you ain't never writin' (S.U.C.)
R.I.P. to Robert Davis, that's my OG (OG)
I'm gon' screw up the whole world, that's what he told me (Told me)
He wasn't lyin' neither, 'cause now YZ Ro C (Man)
Is all these rappers with they music movin' slowly (Ha, ha, ha)
All I'm sayin' is respect where you got it from (Yeah)
'Cause your bitch ass can get it where you got it from (Yeah)
You are not a Pimp C and you are not a Bun (Ha)
Rappin' 'bout murder, you probably
Ain't even got a gun (Ayy, ayy, woah)

Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
Screwed Up Clique, you know we still in
The kitchen and we're servin' ya, ha
Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
No more being friendly with these pussy
Ass niggas, now we're hurtin' ya, ha

Look out, I'm solid, I don't play
It's the Mac and Joe McVay
Still united, ignited, we light up, screw up like DJ's
It's back to the basics, I'm talkin' beats to the rhymes
Show up and serve all you suckers, continuously groove and grind
From the beginnin' of time until the clock stop tickin'
I'm in the ghetto with the kings, solidifyin' the mission
From studios to the kitchen, supplyin' all that they wishin'
Finna take 'em back to Screw house and break 'em off, make 'em listen
It's fuck the world, another day, another dub, who gon' stop me?
Grace and Ro be soakin' show, this here that new 'cluminati
Blue 22 from me to you, this here that one-shot kill shit
S.U.C., Mac and the King, Screwed Up Clique 'til the end, bitch
Give it to 'em, go get 'em, for scrilla, ride with my niggas
Lean on 'em, look at 'em and let 'em know 'bout them killers
This S.U.C. 'til the death of me, they call me Mac with two C's
Ask around, I bet they tell you Grace
And Ro, they some G's (They some G's)

Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
Screwed Up Clique, you know we still in
The kitchen and we're servin' ya, ha
Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
No more being friendly with these pussy
Ass niggas, now we're hurtin' ya, ha

I hear 'em talkin' like they OG, nigga, you don't know me (Uh, uh)
Fuck around and take it back to '93, Mike D (Biggity)
Ridin' 'round with a hundred pints in a roller
Couple bricks in the trunk, sippin' pints with Motorola
Still remember Grace face, handin' him his first case
Then we went to Screw house and wrecked on them Screw tapes
Headed to the classic, shit done got drastic
Turn a half into a whole and then I wrapped it up in plastic
I done been all around the world gettin' money
Servin' whips, servin' straight, serve a nigga, flat dummy
Screwed Up Clique, don't you ever get it twisted
And that big body Benz, boy, it came out the kitchen
It'll never be another in the city how we did it
Tryna run off with the swag, you need to quit it
These niggas silly, put a hole in your fitted
We far from a ho and you can tell '
Em that the motherfuckin' Hogg did it

Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
Screwed Up Clique, you know we still in
The kitchen and we're servin' ya, ha
Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
Told them already, I have to tell them again (Tell them again)
No more being friendly with these pussy
Ass niggas, now we're hurtin' ya, ha