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RIP Screw

This song is by Lil' Flip.

(Yeah, uh)
Yeah, yeah
Lil' Flip, Bizzy Bone
First Eazy, Houston Texas, then Pac
Then Biggie and now it's Big Pun
Now DJ Screw
(Aaliyah)

And even though you're gone
Your memory lives on and on yeah
And even though you died
You're still my nigga
(My nigga, my nigga)

And even though you're gone
Your memory lives on and on, yeah
And even though you died
You're still my nigga
(My nigga, my nigga)

Look, I met Screw in 9-4 at a Fat Pat show
Back when Club Unique, used to be stadium bowl
I walked up to his car with a cassette in my hand
Then I freestyled for him 'cause this could be my only chance

Me and my partner Jason, we started doing mix tapes
We both smiled 'cause we knew this could be our big break
Then Screw wrote his number down and said, hit him next week
Get your list together and pick all your beats

Well, time went by and my best friend died
Rest in peace, Jason dog, I wish your ass was alive
A couple months later, my second cousin passed
So that made me sit down and realize what I had

I dropped "Diamonds In Yo Face" and "Buy The Car, Buy The House"
And Screw saw me at a show and said, boy, you went off
Two hours later, I was making tapes at his house
And didn't nobody go to sleep, until the mics went off

And even though you're gone
Your memory lives on and on yeah
And even though you died
You're still my nigga
(My nigga, my nigga)

And even though you're gone
Your memory lives on and on, yeah
And even though you died
You're still my nigga
(My nigga, my nigga)

I'm still on earth and everything terrific
Pour me a spot, so we can reunite and kick it
People don't understand life, but one day you'll get it
But for now, you better enjoy your one-way ticket

And Screw, I wanna thank you for the help you gave me
We had a relationship like Lil Wayne and Baby
The day you gave me the plack saying, 'Screwed Up Click'
The Freestyle King forever is Little Flip

You let me rip the mic, while you was scratchin' and mixin'
I wasn't trying to run shit, I just played my position
We stood in the kitchen, smokin', laughin' and sippin'
Gettin' high, me and you eatin' a basket of chicken

Before we shot, fool, you said, Flip, come, get a ass whipping
I ain't gone lie, Screw could shoot with one hand without missin'
I'm on a mission, I'm tryin' to Screw up the world
Lil' Flip gone hold it down, baby, that's my word

And even though you're gone
Your memory lives on and on yeah
And even though you died
You're still my nigga
(My nigga, my nigga)

And even though you're gone
Your memory lives on and on, yeah
And even though you died
You're still my nigga
(My nigga, my nigga)

Now the last verse, I ain't even got to curse
I'm used to seein' your Impala not you ridin' in a hearse
You set a trend that'll never be forgotten
Just imagine Batman if he didn't have Robin

But I learned a lot and I'm glad, I'm in a click
And please, believe, I still drop underground hits
I got your name tatted on me with a crown on top
You probably DJ'ing up there for Biggie Smalls and Pac

And even though you're gone
Your memory lives on and on yeah
And even though you died
You're still my nigga
(My nigga, my nigga)

And even though you're gone
Your memory lives on and on, yeah
And even though you died
You're still my nigga
(My nigga, my nigga)

Credits

Written by:

Kenoe; Bryon Mccane; Wesley Weston

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