Chorus [Fiend]
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Oww I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
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Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, come on
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I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
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Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, ya heard me?
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[Mr. Serv-On]
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I got pimps lined up sayin' they lovin' my game
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I got bitches screamin' out they gave their baby my name
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I can't bust for nothing, I can't fight with no hoe
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I got 10 thousand project niggas rushing my show
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Pushing side to side, cause they feel what I say
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If you scared of real niggas, get the fuck out the way
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Never loving no bitch, I won't live cause I'm rich
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3rd Ward I represent it, yeah I'm bleeding for this
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I wear my tank with pride, ain't no peace in my eye
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Set a raw date, want my shit, and bitch you gon' die
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Never fucking told 'em, couldn't running from cowards
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No Limit, Tre 6, ya heard?, the world is ours
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Chorus [Fiend]
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Oww I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
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Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, come on
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I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
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Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, ya heard me?
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Just doing what them drug dealers do
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Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, come on
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I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
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Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, ya heard me?
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[DJ Paul]
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Until I go I'm hollerin', don't fuck with my click
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It's Hypnotize, but I fucks with No Limit, bitch
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These words are out my mouth, are from my heart they come
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I cuts bitches with my Auto T '91
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I cock back the gat, niggas like on the run
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It's no release on the trigger, 'til job is done
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Off in my crew, lil' bitch, a coward has got no place
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We fire shots from a Navi off in your place
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Blaow, blaow, blaow
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[Juicy J]
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You got these Hoe-Town killas, M-Town figures
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Hooked up with the fools from New Orleans now we bigger
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Droppin' off them Kizzies, junkies yellin' crazy
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Can I get a hit before I put your block on frizzy?
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I told that fucking junkie, with his nose all ruiny
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Get the fuck up out my face, I'm going to make this money
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and since I'm always stressin', I keep a Smith N Wesson
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I look him in the face and then I put two in his chest
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Chorus [Fiend]
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Oww I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
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Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, come on
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I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
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Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, ya heard me?
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Just doing what them drug dealers do
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Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, come on
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I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
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Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, ya heard me?
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What They Do
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| Mr. Serv-On |
