Letras:
Screw Heads Still Bangin Screw

real hey [Lil Flip] You know me, I ride with my trunk raised up Boy I'm riding dubs, you better put them blaze up I'm banging Screw, four 15's kick harder

Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn Dead right, if they head

i'd be rollin deep No fuckin Nytol needed to put your ass to sleep I fly heads where there's dreads with the curly do I screw hoe's from Shamiqua down

offly throwed Chasin gwap, I'm screwed and chopped, with flip flop on candy load Brandy wine on 84, drivin slow with opened trunk Bangin screw, Whut It

for gold grills and poppin' seals A icon on the mic for showcasing my verbal skills I'm in the club posted up with some gang bangers Still flipping the

a couple of screws loose in my brain Besides that, ain't nothin' changed Look at me now I'm still a thug, nigga I still smoke bud You know I still represent

came through bangin screwed up in my hoo-doo you know Im comin realla, partna then I think ya knew that boy tha lean and fell on his head we comin through

Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers man, Southside Eastside, Westside, Northside, know I'm saying All my partnas, all your dead partnas But shit, I still

ashes to dust We got paper to make and fake nigga's asses to bust If you down for your hood, and you bangin that Screw Put your sets in the sky, cause