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5TH WARD WEEBIE lyrics : "Whatever"

f/ Fiend, Mr. Serv-On, Triple 6 Mafia

[Fiend]

Ahh I'm just doing what the drug dealers do
Makin money and smokin weed with my thug ^!$$% crew
C'Mon I'm just doing what the drug dealers do

Makin money and smokin weed with my thug ^!$$% crew
Ya heard me!??


[Mr. Serv-On]
I got pimps lined up saying the love my game
I got (*##$es 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 ^!$$%z rushin my show
Pushin side to side, if they feel what I say

If you scared of real ^!$$%z get the $#&@ out the way
Never lovin no (*##$, 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 (*##$ you gon' die
Never $#&@ 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 ^!$$%, it's whatever)
Makin money and smokin weed with my thug ^!$$% crew

(It's whatever ^!$$%, it's whatever)
C'Mon I'm just doing what the drug dealers do
(It's whatever ^!$$%, it's whatever)

Makin money and smokin weed with my thug ^!$$% crew
(It's whatever ^!$$%, it's whatever)
Ya heard me!??


[DJ Paul]
Until I croak, I'm hollerin' don't $#&@ with my click

It's Hypnotize but I fuss with no cowards (*##$
These words that out my mouth, from my heart they come
I cuss (*##$es with my auto P-90 gun

I @@#! back and got ^!$$%z like on the run
It's no release on the trigga to job is done
Off in my cooler, (*##$, 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 $#&@in junkie, with his nose a runny

Get the $#&@ 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 ^!$$%, it's whatever)
Makin money and smokin weed with my thug ^!$$% crew
(It's whatever ^!$$%, it's whatever)

C'Mon I'm just doing what the drug dealers do
(It's whatever ^!$$%, it's whatever)
Makin money and smokin weed with my thug ^!$$% crew

(It's whatever ^!$$%, it's whatever)
Ya heard me!??


[Weebie]
I $#&@ with these thug ^!$$%z, just not givin a $#&@ ^!$$%
Get lower then a mug ^!$$%, send something through ya jug ^!$$%

Runnin up ya street shootin, %#@! thats hittin ya dick
Weebie and Three 6 ^!$$% I know ya lovin this %#@!
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 $#&@ 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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