thanks to 50 cent for the instrumental! You got skills, I got news, my skills sicker Your flows so cold, it just might be winter Chains on my neck, you just a broke down nigga My light shines forever while yours just flickers I got da time, for some crime, give me a fuckin sign You think u bigger and better, then nigga you blind I don't need no gun, nor I need a knife So u better hide ya kids and ya betta hide yo wife Why are you trying to intimidate Bitch you aint got nuthhing on me Is that a guy you tryin to rape? Roll up in my lambo homie You just a punk ass nigga Only trying to rick roll me you say that you got a crew well I got one too we hard as fuck east side bitch, you know we be wearing blue we up in the club bitch this is how we do (chorus) Mean mug, n-gga you gon mug who? Rob me? n-gga we gon rob you Choppers on me, n-ggas we don't give a f-ck I'm in the club, n-gga f-ck your mean mugs F-ck your mean mugs N-gga f-ck your mean mug F-ck your mean mug N-gga f-ck your mean mug F-ck your mean mug N-gga f-ck your mean mug F-ck your mean mug N-gga f-ck your mean mug
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