Grace - 4 My n***a Screw lyrics

(Ronnie Spencer) La-da-da-da-da-da-da, oh-ooooh La-da-da-da-da-da-da, I know you so real You so real, Screw you yeah [Hook: Ronnie Spencer] Screw is so real, it's hard to stay strong Cause one day you here, then the next day you gone Living in the dark, now Screw is in the light Trying to focus our life, everyday and night [Lil' Flip] I represent H-Town, down for my block I started off the game, with the Botany Big Shots Did diamonds in your face, got a lot of game Start f**ing with Screw, now I got underground fame f**ed with E.S.G., and I had to buy the house Did a lot of shows, represented for the South Made a little group, called H.S.E Dropped a tape, and we sold bout 23 Thousand f**ing units, now we doing better Dropped The Leprechaun, and I got a lot of cheddar Sold a hundred thousand, made about a million Now I got a Jag, with DVD's in the ceiling Just got a deal, with Scarface Now everybody hating, but they smiling in my face They call me Lil' Flip, I'mma stay true Got a mic with a crown, say R.I.P. Screw [Hook: Ronnie Spencer - 2x] [H.A.W.K.] I wish, I wish, I wish I didn't have to write to this, recite to this Blow a square flight to this, but Screw you missed All I can do is sit back, and reminisce It was all good times, at the crib spitting rhymes Put it on our mind, that we were destined to shine From scratching on turn tables, to running a record label Mixing 2Pac and Biggie, with some Kane & Abel We formed a click, that couldn't be f**ed with You ran the Hardest Pit, with the Dead End Click It was E.S.G., Lil Keke, Big Pokey, G-R-A-C-E Your Boy Al-D, P-A-T C-Note and Willean, and them boys from Botany You brought in Big Moe, my n***a Z-Ro Mike D and Clay-Do, Lil' Flip and Lil' O Them boys from the Fo', them boys from the Tre And last but not least, there was H-A-W-K I having nothing else to say, but you were so real And that's the way you make me feel [Hook: Ronnie Spencer - 2x] [Grace] Screw was my DJ, and that boy was so real Introduced me to the mic, put me on dubs showing sk**s Went from block bleeder, pimping pens staying paid Baptized in the click, writing rhymes living leid Had to pay my dues, wreck 25 screws Put it down with the best, label me one of the trues V.T. from S.U.C., and I still stand tall G-R-A-C-E, gon represent it till I fall Still do it with the click, staying thoed in the mix Got it by my DJ, fa sho to turning crumbs to bricks Escape from the dark, now let the light shine through Although he up above, the Don still come through Push my pen keep it real, esperbertion sharpened sk**s Motivation, determination to get that house on the hill Ever since the day we met, with me and Los kept it rue So for that until we gone, stay acting bad jamming Screw [Hook: Ronnie Spencer - 2x] (Ronnie Spencer singing)