50 Cent - Mean Mug (Feat. Soulja Boy)

[Soulja Boy] 
My flow sicker, your dough thick, well my dough thicker 
you talk sh-t I will kick your door n-gga 
I call my goons, my brand new chopper is coming soon 

[50 cent] 
AK47 got them dialing 9-11 
I pull that trigger, you f-ck with my lil n-gga 
I come through get ya, hop out them hollow’s hit ya 
keep thinking it’s a game, n-gga’s aint playing 

[Soulja Boy] 
Soulja Boy I’ll bust your brain 
a n-gga talking all that sh-t 
y’all n-ggas cannot represent 
f-cking with the youngest killer, youngest gorilla n-gga 
split ya I deal with ya 

[50 cent] 
Knife sticker, ice picker, run for ya life n-gga 
I won’t tell ya twice 
b-tch go run do the dougie, all the gangsta’s they love me 
these hoes they be all on me 
they can’t help that they want me 
they want me back 

[Soulja Boy] 
Im on another level, b-tch you heard me say that do you 
SOD I never mentioned you cause you not worthy 

[50 cent] 
Yeah, we royalty dont talk to me 
b-tch you not worthy 

[Soulja Boy - 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 

[50 cent] 
When I’m trippin’ Im twisted, I slap my clip in 
when I flip, hoe duck down when I start gettin’ 
I’m iced out, b-tch my neck and my ears drippin’ 
I lost count all this paper I be gettin’ 

[Soulja Boy] 
any f-cking game n-gga pass me the ball 
and watch a n-gga ball, I’m Gucci to the draws 
I’m money over all, I don’t really give a f-ck 
tatted on my neck and throat and them girls lick me up 

[50 cent] 
Lick me up til I pop shawty swallow evry drop 
from the balls to the top 
she must do this sh-t a lot 
she’s a freak she’s a pro 
got that paper it’s a go 
bring the Kush, bring the dro 
she might bless ya on the low 

[Soulja Boy] 
Man, Thats why I pick you up off the ground 
if you make a f-cking sound 
disrespect my f-cking crew 
b-tch is you f-cking clown 
get the f-ck back n-gga 
we up in the club 
high as f-ck, talk sh-t and you gon get dropped 

[Chorus] 

[Outro] 
Yeah, misery loves company n-gga 
I send you to see your dead muthaf-cking homies