Mean Mug (feat. La Chat)

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Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
 But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
 Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
 If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel
 Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
 But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
 Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
 If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel
 These snitchin' niggas claim we dealin'
 Told the folks we pimpin' women
 But a nigga ain't gone livin', locked up in a fed building
 All in my fuckin' face, all up on my fuckin' case
 I'm about to take some names, bodies gone get bucked and hanged
 Haters we ain't barrin' you, y'all done pressed the panic fuse
 Nigga, we ain't been cool, never have I fucked wit' you
 Neither do ya fuck wit' me, on yo deals, smoke yo trees
 Playa I'ma make yo bleed for them Z's or them Ki's
 Now all these niggas downin' me is some bitches
 Mane, I got models
 (Hoe)
 I blow all of yo insides up out you and make you hollow
 (Hoe)
 You smilin' in my face but I'm knowin' yo grin ain't good
 (Hoe)
 I steady hear ya claimin' but you ain't from my hood
 (Hoe)
 The real BHZ niggas keepin' they mouth shut
 (Bitch)
 Ain't spreadin' no rumors or droppin' salt up on a thug
 (Bitch)
 I'm knowin' ya broke, but no excuses for actin' like a kid
 Never shot a gun, so how you thinkin' you ready for war dig
 Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
 But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
 Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
 If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel
 Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
 But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
 Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
 If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel
 Why you bitches got your mug on me
 Is it because I'm being me?
 Tryna protect yo image, nigga bust if you ain't diggin' me
 Bitch, I don't even like you mane, comin' from lady gangsta mane
 Cut yo CD off, step right in to my location mane
 Memphis, Tennessee, BHZ, all up in my blood
 Shake ya load off, why ya yellin' quote unquote a thug
 Nigga anyway, I don't dig niggas in denial
 Wit' ya fake smile, dirty nose, lady know the time
 Why you in my grill playa, get the fuck away from me hoe
 All my niggas be on blow, ready to snap you bitches throat
 Y'all be lettin' these tapes fool you like I am joke
 Watch me put you in a choke, never let you niggas go
 Trick ass biotch, listen close, do you feel it's you?
 Do you feel it's you that I'm talkin' to? What you gone do?
 Come and wreck my shit, I got niggas wreckin' shit
 I got Georgia boys ready to come up on a fuckin' lick, biotch
 Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
 But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
 Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
 If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel
 Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
 But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
 Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
 If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel
 So you call yourself a gangsta mutherfucka you bitch
 La Chat I'm out here on the town, I do some real gangsta shit
 You talk a lot of shit killa, can you back it up though
 Them boys can't help you, when I buck them hollow points at you hoe
 Now have you ever killed a nigga, have you blew out his brains
 Or have you cut the body up and fed your dog the remains?
 See scandalous is how I'm labeled 'cuz I ain't takin' shit
 I be that bitch so quick to click, remove your face from your wig
 Now if you wanna fuck wit' me I'll take you bitches to war
 Just leave ya place and address nigga, I'll be there at your door
 It ain't no need yo mammy beggin' way too late for the kids
 I told you bitches from the jump, you shouldn't have did what you did
 So what's up killa? Shit, what's up, what's up?
 I thought you was tough, not tough enough to drop on up
 Now I got that pump at your guts
 So if you got your mug on me I'm takin' that as a threat
 La Chat gone ride down on you hoes and put that tec to ya neck, hoe
 Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
 But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
 Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
 If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel
 Mean mug niggas lookin' and they hid from a smile
 But inside blood cookin', got a problem wit' my style
 Click the click wit' the clan, lames I don't understand
 If ya feel that ya real, fuck a song, grab ya steel
 

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04:49
Key
1
Tempo
143 BPM

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