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big love - screwed lyrics

[intro]
smoke, these some smokers out here right here kid
throw your lighters in the air, we fried out here

[scratching (e.s.g. sample)]
last night fried jammin’ my screw tape
jam_jammin’ my screw tape
last night fried jammin’ my screw tape

[verse 1]
full of them swishas here i come with a full clip
psychotic like bushwick got the mind of a lunatic
bodies right here but my soul’s running outside
smoking with my n_ggas while my soul doing h0m_cides
really don’t think you ready because i put on a show
dip my sweets up in that syrup to reassure that they burn slow
that don’t do the job i come again with another try
posse up my n_ggas hit 4_5 cuz it’s time to fry
never been compared to a motherf_ckin’ nice guy
one hard head soldier with an everyday head_high
constantly hitting that k!lla ’til a n_gga get cottonmouth
gin is my friend cuz it gets all the cotton out
n_ggas got glocks c_cked burglers gotta have ’em too
don’t make me put in work and make this glock ack a d_mn fool
n_ggas better not flex or you gon’ witness a rape
and when the 5_0 arrive all they find is my screwtape
screwed i got nothing to lose, i got smoked out
[hook]
last night fried jammin’ my screw tape
i’m screwed i got nothing to lose, i got smoked out
last night fried jammin’ my screw tape
screwed i got nothing to lose, i got smoked out
last night fried jammin’ my screw tape
screwed i got nothing to lose, i got smoked out

[verse 2]
sunday mornin’ i’ma meant to get my ass up to church
but them swishas got my arm my leg my chest and my back hurt
head is full of highlights from the previous night
smile coming upon my face because i’m down for another flight
i call my n_gga g to see what’s up in the hood
he told me he don’t smoke so get your ass in the woods
by the time that i arrive i see some n_ggas with low cell
visine in need to keep these n_ggas from country jail
ain’t no giving up because i’m back in the 20 sack
cut ’em up, fill ’em up now we right back on track
living life in slow_mo, forgot how the world go
quick to down a b_tch and quick to break on a freak_hoe
that herb got me insane, it done f_cked up my membranes
no love for a hoe unless her name mary jane
been smoking since embreo, one psychotic n_gga wrote:
“once i hit the swisha you know this the k!lla, hoe”
screwed i got nothing to lose, i got smoked out
[hook]

[verse 3]
i got my n_ggas cuttin’ corners stacking paper and sh_t
you got the puff_puff_pass cuz i don’t smoke with no b_tch
hittin’ them swishas and you know that we gon’ go for a ride
the community bein’ nosey tryin’ to see who inside
their ass is serving no justice cuz that fog is too thick
this for them noid psychotic narcotic derranged loc_brain lunatics
smoke with dolphe cuz you know that he’s one h_ll of a k!lla
that’s why we stroll these streets with no remorse for a n_gga
that herb got me crazy on weekdays i’m lazy
i’m driving like a mad_man because my vision is hazy
no mark_ass_n_ggas cuz you see they can’t cope
it get too hot outside my body get to sweating out weed smoke
no joke, i guess i’m just a swisha sweet
you can’t defeat i’ma beat your ass even if you have to cheat
so take heat from this n_gga fulla weed when you see me
fugitive gangsta lean and through your motherf_ckin’ hood g
screwed i got nothing to lose, i got smoked out

[hook]

[outro]
yeah, all you real smokers out there stay high
aha, rollin’ up the fathatty smoke on
get your high on kid

- big love

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