Текст (слова) песни: 5th Ward Weebie f Fiend, Mr. Serv-On, Tr - Whatever

[Fiend]
Ahh I`m just doing what the drug dealers do
Makin money and smokin weed with my thug nigga crew
C`Mon I`m just doing what the drug dealers do
Makin money and smokin weed with my thug nigga crew
Ya heard me!??

[Mr. Serv-On]
I got pimps lined up saying the love my game
I got bitches screaming out the gate, hey baby my name
I can`t bust for nothing, I can`t fight with no ho
I got 10,000 project niggaz rushin my show
Pushin side to side, if they feel what I say
If you scared of real niggaz get the fuck out the way
Never lovin no bitch, I won`t live cause I`m rich
3rd ward I represent, yea I`m bleedin for this
I wear my tank with pride, ain`t no peace in my eyes
Say the wrong thang promise silly bitch you gon` die
Never fuck with troubles, couldn`t run from cowards
Tre 6 ya heard.......the world is ours

[Chorus repeat 2x: Fiend & DJ Paul]
Ahh I`m just doing what the drug dealers do
(It`s whatever nigga, it`s whatever)
Makin money and smokin weed with my thug nigga crew
(It`s whatever nigga, it`s whatever)
C`Mon I`m just doing what the drug dealers do
(It`s whatever nigga, it`s whatever)
Makin money and smokin weed with my thug nigga crew
(It`s whatever nigga, it`s whatever)
Ya heard me!??

[DJ Paul]
Until I croak, I`m hollerin` don`t fuck with my click
It`s Hypnotize but I fuss with no cowards bitch
These words that out my mouth, from my heart they come
I cuss bitches with my auto P-90 gun
I cock back and got niggaz like on the run
It`s no release on the trigga to job is done
Off in my cooler, bitch, the coward has got no place
We fire shots from a Navi off in ya place
*Blah Blah*

[Juicy J]
We got this whole town killin, M-Town figures
Hooked up with these fools from New Orleans now we bigger
Droppin off them kizy, them junkies yellin pleasy
Can I get it hit before I put ya block on freezy
I told that fuckin junkie, with his nose a runny
Get the fuck up out my face I`m going to make this money
And since I`m always stressin, I keep a smith-n-wessen
I looked em in the face before I put 2 in his chesta

[Chorus repeat 2x: Fiend & DJ Paul]
Ahh I`m just doing what the drug dealers do
(It`s whatever nigga, it`s whatever)
Makin money and smokin weed with my thug nigga crew
(It`s whatever nigga, it`s whatever)
C`Mon I`m just doing what the drug dealers do
(It`s whatever nigga, it`s whatever)
Makin money and smokin weed with my thug nigga crew
(It`s whatever nigga, it`s whatever)
Ya heard me!??

[Weebie]
I fuck with these thug niggaz, just not givin a fuck nigga
Get lower then a mug nigga, send something through ya jug nigga
Runnin up ya street shootin, shit thats hittin ya dick
Weebie and Three 6 nigga I know ya lovin this shit
Ghetto Platinum certified I die and ride for it
See these hoes that think they wet and don`t get it they cry for it
See I gave it to them anyways, I fuck these hoes in many ways
I`m off the block, I`m sizzlin` hot, so hot so many days
Serv-On with 6 shot, with Fiend, ya popped now
We got it on lockdown, we never gon` stop now
Love it or leave it baby cause Weebie gon` set it off
Hatin` on Ghetto Platinum, the trigger I`ma let it off

[Chorus 2x]

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