My flow sicker, your dough thick, well my dough thicker
You talk s*** I will kick your door n****
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*** with my lil n****
I come through get ya, hop out them hollow's**** ya
Keep thinking it's a game, n****'s ain't playing
[Soulja Boy:]
Soulja Boy I'll bust your brain
A n**** talking all that s***
Y'all n***** cannot represent
f****** with the youngest killer, youngest gorilla n****
Split ya I deal with ya
[50 cent:]
Knife sticker, ice picker, run for ya life n****
I won't tell ya twice
b**** 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:]
I'm on another level, b**** you heard me say that do you
SOD I never mentioned you cause you not worthy
[50 cent:]
Yeah, we royalty don't talk to me
b**** you not worthy
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Mean mug, n**** you gon mug who?
Rob me? n**** we gon rob you
Choppers on me, n***** we don't give a f***
I'm in the club, n**** f*** your mean mugs
f*** your mean mugs
n**** f*** your mean mug
f*** your mean mug
n**** f*** your mean mug
f*** your mean mug
n**** f*** your mean mug
f*** your mean mug
n**** f*** your mean mug
[50 cent:]
When I'm trippin' I'm twisted, I slap my clip in
When I flip, hoe duck down when I start gettin'
I'm iced out, b**** my neck and my ears drippin'
I lost count all this paper I be gettin'
[Soulja Boy:]
Any f****** game n**** pass me the ball
And watch a n**** ball, I'm Gucci to the draws
I'm money over all, I don't really give a f***
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 b**** to the top
She must do this s*** 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, That's why I pick you up off the ground
If you make a f****** sound
Disrespect my f****** crew
b**** is you f****** clown
Get the f*** back n****
We up in the club
High as f***, talk s*** and you gon get dropped
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
Yeah, misery loves company n****
I send you to see your dead m************ homies
You talk s*** I will kick your door n****
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*** with my lil n****
I come through get ya, hop out them hollow's**** ya
Keep thinking it's a game, n****'s ain't playing
[Soulja Boy:]
Soulja Boy I'll bust your brain
A n**** talking all that s***
Y'all n***** cannot represent
f****** with the youngest killer, youngest gorilla n****
Split ya I deal with ya
[50 cent:]
Knife sticker, ice picker, run for ya life n****
I won't tell ya twice
b**** 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:]
I'm on another level, b**** you heard me say that do you
SOD I never mentioned you cause you not worthy
[50 cent:]
Yeah, we royalty don't talk to me
b**** you not worthy
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Mean mug, n**** you gon mug who?
Rob me? n**** we gon rob you
Choppers on me, n***** we don't give a f***
I'm in the club, n**** f*** your mean mugs
f*** your mean mugs
n**** f*** your mean mug
f*** your mean mug
n**** f*** your mean mug
f*** your mean mug
n**** f*** your mean mug
f*** your mean mug
n**** f*** your mean mug
[50 cent:]
When I'm trippin' I'm twisted, I slap my clip in
When I flip, hoe duck down when I start gettin'
I'm iced out, b**** my neck and my ears drippin'
I lost count all this paper I be gettin'
[Soulja Boy:]
Any f****** game n**** pass me the ball
And watch a n**** ball, I'm Gucci to the draws
I'm money over all, I don't really give a f***
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 b**** to the top
She must do this s*** 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, That's why I pick you up off the ground
If you make a f****** sound
Disrespect my f****** crew
b**** is you f****** clown
Get the f*** back n****
We up in the club
High as f***, talk s*** and you gon get dropped
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
Yeah, misery loves company n****
I send you to see your dead m************ homies