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DJ Screw & Botany Boyz
Cloverland (Screwed)
3,310
Hip-Hop/Rap
Cloverland (Screwed) was released on March 19, 1996 by Bigtyme - SoSouth as a part of the album 3 'N The Mornin’ Part Two (Screwed)
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Album3 'N The Mornin’ Part Two (Screwed)
Release DateMarch 19, 1996
LabelBigtyme - SoSouth
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

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Lyrics

Yes, that's how I like it, know what I'm saying?
Some big ol' pimps, located in that Clover
They ain't nowhere though, ****
It's some real motherfuckers, know what I'm saying?
We don't stop, man
Them 30s finna take over, homie
That's how we start something, man
Just waking up in the morning, a **** yawning
Gotta get my pay on so I start crumbing
Uh-oh, I gotta beep my crew, I know it's real
9-1-1, so I know to grab the deal
Feeling bold all the way to the spot
**** cock the Glock before you step to Hill Nock, watch out, I'm spitting shots
Some busta ass **** player hating on a hood thang
His baby mama in the back getting gang banged
But ain't no thang to them G's in that clover, it's over
Got your bitch sucking my dick in a Range Rover
Drinking straight codeine and I'm stanking
Off that killa kill flipping through the hood, deep switches banging
Let's take a trip while we flip through that sunny side
Northside is cooking while I'm looking for my money, right?
So bitches break your back, so **** make your stack
Cloverland so crunk I'll grab my pump and still take your 'Lac
But now I ain't the jacker, I'm the real ratta-tatta
On that ass, watch me blast in my mask if I have to
Player haters raise, Botany keep me paid
It won't end, I'm trapped again in the hood maze
Do I take a right or do I take a left?
I see the light through a knife, I just faked the death
But now I lay low, chill 'til the killing over
Insane playing death games, chilling in the-
Cloverland, yeah
You can't stop it baby
Cloverland, yeah
You can't stop it baby
Cloverland, yeah
You can't stop it baby
Cloverland, yeah
You can't stop it baby
Botany is the block that stay crunk at all times
Nothing but OZ's, 50 packs and small dimes
At all times a **** on the cut, serving them fiends
Tryna come big suburban fully loaded with screens
Doing thangs in this game like stacking paper
Acting bad, hoes straight catching vapors
'Cause we got big cribs sitting on acres
Seen us in the source, read about us in the papers
For all type of killings and crimes
Gang affiliated or busting tricks with nines
'Cause they blind in they mind, man they really can't hang
**** what's up? You know Cloverland ain't no game
The Cloverland's on the map, down busting caps on a ****
So go on and get your strap, start pulling triggers
That's the way that shit flow and that's just how it go
Go on and dump that deuce so we can go and get some mo'
Weed, contaminants need to breathe
Screwed out while we creeping slow on debris
Swang that thang and like my **** E.S.G. said
"It's 'bout the infrared to my **** lil' head"
We loved them on the blocks, gotta keep my Glock cocked
We steady fucking with hoes 'cause they love big shots
Man everybody and they mama tryna be the motherfucking man
Don't slip, then take a trip off in that Cloverland
Cloverland, yeah
You can't stop it baby
Cloverland, yeah
You can't stop it baby
Cloverland, yeah
You can't stop it baby
Cloverland, yeah
You can't stop it baby
I got a pocket full of chrome
Written by: Courtney Smith, Robert E. Davis

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