Top Songs By 3rd Degree
Lyrics
H.A.dub.K hater proof
Kyle Lee, Robert Earl Davis, this is for you baby
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
In the turnin' lane six CD change
Trunk full of bang like change then I swang
Smokin' Mary Jane as I grip wood grain
It’s kinda hard to explain why I’m so off the chain
(Know what I’m sayin')
Chill bangin' screw ridin' candy blue
I don’t gang bang so I ride red too
Terry since '92, I’ve been screwed up
Syrup in my cup and a strawberry crush
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Sittin' on buck or sittin' on grey
D to the A it’s the H.A.dub.K
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Still to this day I’m still Screw head
Even though Screw dead I’m still doin' what he said
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Rippin' S-U-C reppin' P-A-T
Rippin' Mafio and Gata off but me
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
What Screw did for me was real as can be
That’s why the whole world must know his legacy
I’d rather bang Screw while I’m on the block ridin' through my hood
(Uh yeah-yeah-yeah)
Grey tape in the deck while I’m sippin' drank and smokin' good
(Ok, huh, man oh, yeah)
I’m talkin' bout that Pat and that S-U-C comin' out my trunk
(Eh-eh-uh-uh)
Or maybe ESG while I swang and bang to the ocean of fun
(Yeah)
I’d rather bang my Screw yeah (Uh)
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Said I’d rather bang my Screw (Man)
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
I’d rather bang my Screw yeah (Uh)
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Said I’d rather bang my Screw (Man)
It gotta be slow down if it gone bang in my ride
I was raised in the Tex and I rep it with pride
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Grey tape in the deck of the slab at all times
R.I.P. to the legend true king of the South
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Who would of thought back in '92
The whole world drippin' candy and jammin' Screw
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
I'm sure he knew it cause he started the movement
Slowin' down the music now it’s all eyes on Houston
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Pistol trolls slidin' all the way slow
While I'm buried over gold while I'm sippin' on a four
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Peep the crops fader make the beat studder
R.I.P. to H.A.dub.K's brother
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
That’s the Fat P, haters won’t like me
When they see the DVD with Big Hawk and Kyle Lee
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Big Cease I represent hater proof
And I done heard it all before but I’d rather bang my Screw
I’d rather bang Screw while I’m on the block ridin' through my hood
(Uh yeah yeah yeah)
Grey tape in the deck while I’m sippin' drank and smokin' good
(OK, huh man, oh yeah)
I’m talking bout that Pat and that S-U-C comin' out my trunk
(Eh-eh-uh-uh)
Or maybe E.S.G. While I swang and bang to the ocean of fun
(Yeah)
I’d rather bang my Screw yeah (Uh)
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Said I’d rather bang my Screw (Man)
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
I’d rather bang my Screw yeah (Uh)
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Said I’d rather bang my Screw (Man)
Ey I’ma Screw head 'til I D-I-E
And I got ghetto dreams like P-A-T
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Do you remember creepin' in my window?
Month of September, ridin' for a car in the winter uh
Throwed then a bitch as the wood wheel twist
Diamonds on my fist, I’m leanin' on a switch
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Tippin' on four's got candy on my doors
Diesel on my chest banks on my toes
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Don’t approach hoes real players get chose (Ah)
Classy L Vogues on my wide body loads
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
June twenty seventh whose next with plex
I’m a south side player from Screwston Tex
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Sittin' sideways with the H.A.dub.K
On the highway blowin' blueberry hay
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Screw in the deck while I hogg the lane
Slow mo' music is all I bang
I’d rather bang Screw while I’m on the block ridin' through my hood
(Uh yeah yeah yeah)
Grey tape in the deck while I’m sippin' drank and smokin' good
(OK, huh man, oh yeah)
I’m talking bout that Pat and that S-U-C comin' out my trunk
(Eh-eh-uh-uh)
Or maybe E.S.G. while I swang and bang to the ocean of fun
(Yeah)
I’d rather bang my Screw yeah (Uh)
(Know what I’m sayin')
Said, "I’d rather bang my Screw" (Man)
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
I’d rather bang my Screw yeah (Uh)
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Said, "I’d rather bang my Screw" (Man)
(Know what I’m sayin'?)
Written by: John Hawkins
