(feat. La' Chat)

[Chorus x2]

Mean mug ^!$$%s 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, $#&@ a song, grab ya steel

[Juicy J]

These snitchin ^!$$%s claim we dealin
Told the folks we pimpin women
But a ^!$$% ain't gone livin

Locked up in a fed building
All in my $#&@in face
All up on my $#&@in case

Im about to take some names
Bodies gone get bucked and hanged
Haters we ain't barrin you

Yall done pressed the panic fuse
^!$$% we ain't been cool
Never have I $#&@ed wit you

Neither do ya $#&@ wit me
On yo deals, smoke yo trees
Playa Ima make yo bleed

For them Z's or them Ki's

[DJ Paul]

Now all these ^!$$%s downin me is some (*##$es
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 ^!$$%s keepin they mouth shut ((*##$)

Aint spreadin no rumors or droppin salt up on a thug ((*##$)
Im knowin ya broke, but no excuses for actin like a kid
Never shot a gun, so how you thinkin you ready for war dig


[Chorus x2]


[Gangsta Boo]
Why you (*##$es got your mug on me
Is it because I'm being me

Tryna protect yo image, ^!$$% bust if you ain't diggin me
(*##$, 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
^!$$% anyway, I don't dig ^!$$%s in denial

Wit ya fake smile, dirty nose, lady know the time
Why you in my grill playa, get the $#&@ away from me hoe
All my ^!$$%s be on blow, ready to snap you (*##$es throat

Yall be lettin these tapes fool you like I am joke
Watch me put you in a choke, never let you ^!$$%s go
Trick $$# Biotch, listen close, do you feel its you

Do you feel its you, that I'm talkin to, what you gone do
Come and wreck my %#@!, I got ^!$$%s wreckin %#@!
I got Georgia boys ready to come up on a $#&@in lick, Biotch!!!


[Chorus x2]


La Chat:
So you call yourself a gangsta muther$#&@a you (*##$
La Chat I'm out here on the town, I do some real gangsta %#@!

You talk alot of %#@! 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 ^!$$%, 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 %#@!
I be that (*##$ so quick to click, remove your face from your wig

Now if you wanna $#&@ wit me I'll take you (*##$es to war
Just leave ya place and address ^!$$%, I'll be there at your door
It ain't no need yo mammy beggin way too late for the kids

I told you (*##$es from the jump, you shouldnt have did what you did
So whats up killa, %#@!, whats up whats 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

[Chorus x2]