Luyện nghe bài hát S.U.C.

Oh, oh, yeah, me down, yeah, yeah
I can that [Incomprehensible], yeah, yeah

up click, my click of G's
Ahh, you got to feel that M O E
Rolling with the Noke, rolling the Noke D
Get up out the way, for the H A W Ka

Screwed up, what, chest be booed up
With the chemistry it's brewed up, get chewed up
Brighten the mood up, I'm spitting this all
Above the law, coldest you ever saw

Stay there, outlaw hand me up the
I infiltrate chest stain and increase the death rate
Don't hate, my, it only makes us
Pockets get fatter, then a makes them say matter

all the chatter in the southern region
I pledge of alleigence to my not breathing
We all still breathing S.U.C.
And all for Mafios, and P A T

Niggas can't see me 'cause I'm rougher than
You are like bread not butter and toast
They can't come close, they done already told ya
Like the H A W K and a screwed up

up click, my click of G's
Ahh, you got to feel player M O E
Rolling my click, it's the S.U.C.
And they call me, the Barre

See when we floss our rides
Screens keep from the sky
Players ball and we true

And if you to test my click
I pop problems you get
S.U.C. and we god fools

We got that purple dank
Chased with purple sticky
And forever we bang screw

Oh, it's the in us
We gone with pride
It's the Screw in us we die

Screwed up click, my of G's
Ahh, you got to feel player M O E
Rolling with the Po, with the Pokey
Can't about, the Lil' Keke, yeah

Devistating and it's the S.U.C.
Showing and blowing up the year 93'
be claiming the click, they want to be down
Wait to trip, on a flip H-Town

Let's take it back, 'cause you know we love
Poppi in the gray lay with the on the back of the lac
You know we ride chrome
Having the ghetto dreams like my P A

I say, we crossed and forever we glide
And one for sure man southside's riding
get this cheddar, you got your wood and your leather
Sitting tall on boys dubs or better

a click full of G's, so we do it with these
Keep the on pop and the ice on freeze
Mo yo, and Keke for real it stop
S.U.C. took a on down to Wreckshop, come on

up click, gone keep it true
R.I.P. to, DJ Screw
We gonna mourn you we join you
And I want to say to you, you fool

I my doll, man, miss my doll
We gonna all it out for you, baby
And it always be there to help