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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 feel that ya real, fuck a song, ya steel

Mean mug niggas lookin' and 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 ya real, fuck a song, grab 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 fuckin' face, all up on my case
I'm about to take names, bodies gone get bucked and hanged
Haters we ain't barrin' you, y'all pressed the panic fuse
Nigga, we ain't been cool, never have I wit' you
Neither do ya fuck wit' me, on yo deals, yo trees
Playa I'ma yo bleed for them Z's or them Ki's

Now all niggas downin' me is some bitches
Mane, I got
(Hoe)
I blow all of yo up out you and make you hollow
(Hoe)
You smilin' in my face but I'm knowin' yo ain't good
(Hoe)

I steady hear ya claimin' but you ain't my hood
(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 a gun, so how you thinkin' you ready for war dig

Mean mug niggas and they hid from a smile
But blood cookin', got a problem 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 and they hid from a smile
But blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the 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 yo image, nigga bust if you ain't diggin' me
Bitch, I don't like you mane, comin' from lady gangsta mane
Cut yo CD off,step right in to my mane
Memphis, Tennessee, BHZ, all up in my
Shake ya load off, why ya yellin' quote unquote a
Nigga anyway, I don't dig in denial

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

Mean mug niggas and they hid from a smile
But blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
Click the click wit' the clan, lames I understand
If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya

Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a
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

So you call yourself a gangsta mutherfucka you
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 can't help you, when I buck hollow points at you hoe
Now have you ever killed a nigga, have you blew out his
Or have you cut the body up and fed your dog the
See is how I'm labeled 'cuz I ain't takin' shit
I be that bitch so quick to click, remove your face your wig

Now if you fuck wit' me I'll take you bitches to war
Just leave ya place and address nigga, I'll be at your door
It ain't no need yo mammy beggin' way too for the kids
I told you bitches from the jump, you shouldn't did what you did
So what's up killa? Shit, what's up, up?
I thought you was tough, not tough enough to on up
Now I got that pump at your
So if you got mug on me I'm takin' that as a threat
La Chat gone ride on you hoes and put that tec to ya neck, hoe

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

Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid 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, a song, grab ya steel