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Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a problem my style
Click the wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a problem my style
the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

These snitchin' niggas we dealin'
Told the 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 about to take names, bodies gone get bucked and hanged
Haters we ain't barrin' you, y'all done pressed the panic
Nigga, we ain't been cool, never have I fucked you
Neither do ya fuck me, on yo deals, smoke yo trees
Playa make yo bleed for them Z's or them Ki's

Now all these niggas me is some bitches
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 ain't good
(Hoe)

I steady ya claimin' but you ain't from my hood
(Hoe)
The real BHZ niggas keepin' they mouth
(Bitch)
Ain't spreadin' no rumors or droppin' salt up on a
(Bitch)
I'm knowin' ya broke, but no excuses for actin' a kid
Never a gun, so how you thinkin' you ready for war dig

Mean mug lookin' and they hid from a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my
Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't
If ya that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
But inside cookin', got a problem wit' my style
the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya

Why you bitches got mug on me
Is it I'm being me?
Tryna protect yo image, nigga 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 off, why ya yellin' quote unquote a thug
Nigga anyway, I don't dig in denial

Wit' ya fake smile, dirty nose, lady know the
Why you in my playa, get the fuck away from me hoe
All my niggas be on blow, ready to snap you throat
be lettin' these tapes fool you like I am joke
Watch me put you in a choke, never let you go
Trick ass biotch, close, do you feel it's you?
Do you feel it's you that I'm to? What you gone do?
Come and wreck my shit, I got wreckin' shit
I got Georgia boys to come up on a fuckin' lick, biotch

Mean mug niggas lookin' and hid from a smile
But blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the click the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya

Mean mug niggas and they hid from a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a wit' my style
Click the click the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, ya steel

So you yourself a gangsta mutherfucka you bitch
La Chat I'm out here on the town, I do some real shit
You talk a lot of killa, can you back it up though
Them boys help you, when I buck them hollow points at you hoe
Now you ever killed a nigga, have you blew out his brains
Or have you cut the up and fed your dog the remains?
See scandalous is how I'm labeled 'cuz I takin' shit
I be bitch so quick to click, remove your face from your wig

Now if you fuck wit' me I'll take you bitches to war
Just leave ya place and address nigga, be there at your door
It ain't no need yo mammy beggin' way too late for the
I you bitches from the jump, you shouldn't have did what you did
So up killa? Shit, what's up, what's up?
I thought you was tough, not enough to drop on up
Now I got that pump at 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

Mean mug niggas lookin' and hid from a smile
But inside blood cookin', got a wit' my style
Click the wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
If ya feel ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel

Mean mug niggas lookin' and hid from a smile
But blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't
If ya feel that ya real, a song, grab ya steel