Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid a smile But blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style Click the click the clan, lames I don't understand If ya that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel
Mean mug lookin' and they hid from a smile But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my Click the click the clan, lames I don't understand If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, ya steel
These snitchin' niggas claim we the folks we pimpin' women But a nigga ain't gone livin', locked up in a fed All in my face, all up on my fuckin' case I'm to take some names, bodies gone get bucked and hanged Haters we barrin' you, y'all done pressed the panic fuse Nigga, we ain't been cool, have I fucked wit' you do ya fuck wit' me, on yo deals, smoke yo trees Playa I'ma make yo bleed for them Z's or them
Now all these niggas downin' me is some Mane, I got (Hoe) I blow all of yo insides up out you and make you (Hoe) You smilin' in my face but I'm knowin' yo grin good (Hoe)
I steady hear ya claimin' but you ain't from my (Hoe) The real BHZ niggas they mouth shut (Bitch) Ain't spreadin' no or droppin' salt up on a thug (Bitch) I'm knowin' ya broke, but no excuses for like a kid Never shot a gun, so how you you ready for war dig
Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a But blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style Click the wit' the clan, lames I don't understand If ya that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel
Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a But inside blood cookin', got a wit' my style Click the click wit' the clan, I don't understand If ya feel ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel
Why you bitches got mug on me Is it I'm being me? protect yo image, nigga bust if you ain't diggin' me Bitch, I don't even like you mane, comin' from gangsta mane Cut yo CD off,step in to my location mane Memphis, Tennessee, BHZ, all up in my Shake ya load off, why ya yellin' unquote a thug Nigga anyway, I dig niggas in denial
Wit' ya smile, dirty nose, lady know the time Why you in my grill playa, get the away from me hoe All my be on blow, ready to snap you bitches throat be lettin' these tapes fool you like I am joke Watch me put you in a choke, let you niggas go Trick ass biotch, listen close, do you feel you? Do you feel it's you that I'm talkin' to? What you do? Come and wreck my shit, I got wreckin' shit I got Georgia boys ready to come up on a fuckin' lick,
Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a But inside blood cookin', got a problem my style the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya
mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile But inside cookin', got a problem wit' my style Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, ya steel
So you call a gangsta mutherfucka you bitch La I'm out here on the town, I do some real gangsta shit You talk a lot of killa, can you back it up though boys can't help you, when I buck them hollow points at you hoe Now have you ever killed a nigga, you blew out his brains Or have you cut the body up and fed your dog the See scandalous is how I'm labeled I ain't takin' shit I be that bitch so to click, remove your face from your wig
Now if you wanna fuck wit' me I'll you bitches to war Just leave ya place and address nigga, be there at your door It ain't no yo mammy beggin' way too late for the kids I told you bitches from the jump, you shouldn't have did you did So what's up Shit, what's up, what's up? I thought you was tough, not tough enough to on up Now I got that at your guts So if you got your mug on me I'm that as a threat La Chat ride down on you hoes and put that tec to ya neck, hoe
mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile But inside cookin', got a problem wit' my style Click the click wit' the clan, I don't understand If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya
Mean mug niggas lookin' and hid from a smile But inside cookin', got a problem wit' my style Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't If ya that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel