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Like Whaaa (Ft. Problem & Eastwood) Lyrics


Master P Like Whaaa (Ft. Problem & Eastwood)


Who dat, talking bout, who dat
Run upon me, you get your ass beat blue black
Go on get nerve I'm off the curb
Push mountains of herb, you niggas already heard
The blue bird, keep a pistol gripped pump
On his lap at all time,
Whatever hollywood, cause young niggas stay tryin
See em and be like huh, nigga, what?
Huh, give a f..ck like whaa

On my way, smash the dash
Hop up in my lane, she be lookin way different
Through these thousand dollars frames
Millionaire mind, f..ck a thousand dollars brain
Thousand dollar lame only get loud around this gang ass nigga, ass nigga
Compton, you ain't gotta ask nigga
Floating through the city like I'm on a raft nigga
Mike vic with the shit, I don't need a pass nigga
Like what that shit do, yeah

[Hook]
I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky
Banging my game like uh
Go on fall back, cause you don't want no problems like that
Cause we gonna be like huh, nigga what,
Huh, give a f..ck, nigga whaat
huh, nigga what,
Huh, give a f..ck, nigga whaat

Me and problem getting paid
But I don't f..ck with your broke hoes niggas or you haters
Let d, out with the motherfucking lay
Cause I represent the street, no limit is the label
Throw your hoods up, motherfucker where you from
We in this bitch deep and it can get dumb
Niggas in the back, motherfucking pop bottles
Chasin bad bitches and a nigga join dollars
Louie v down from my head to my toes
See murder in the pen, hit it I ain't getinn swol
Never gave a f..ck bout them niggas wanna hate
Keep the choppa in the car, case a nigga wanna play
She showed me the titties, call a bitch dolly
I know she a freak, cause she gone off molly
Plus she want 60 when I'm riding in the ghost
You ain't bout here nigga better walk slow
Against mo

[Hook]
I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky
Banging my game like uh
Go on fall back, cause you don't want no problems like that
Cause we gonna be like huh, nigga what,
Huh, give a f..ck, nigga whaat
huh, nigga what,
Huh, give a f..ck, nigga whaat

It's eastie when I kick it beastie, you don't hear it though
When I hit the dough, the hoes hit the floor like mop and glow
Drop em get this thang, but with all do respect
The beast set to flippin and kill it just for the set
Shout out my nigga luck, diamond is ...
West coast bad boys, it's time for a spot change
And lay the city where it pop and it bang bang
Hollywood clubbin got it poppin like it's soul train
Broke clowns rather hate before they catch a face
So I ball hard on the suckers and then I threw some jays
Louie v stitch with the louie bandannie
Hoppin out the drop, new louie lamborghini
I'm on a mission for the paper
If a nigga try to play with the paper
Then I'ma grave em
Put em on a list of the cowards who owe me favors
Yeah I'm out to get them fake ass haters who never paid us like

[Hook]
I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky
Banging my game like uh
Go on fall back, cause you don't want no problems like that
Cause we gonna be like huh, nigga what,
Huh, give a f..ck, nigga whaat
huh, nigga what,
Huh, give a f..ck, nigga whaat.





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