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Mr. Serv-on What They Do


[Chorus: Fiend]

Oww I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, ya heard me?

[Mr. Serv-On]
I got pimps lined up sayin' they lovin' my game
I got bitches screamin' out they gave their baby my name
I can't bust for nothing, I can't fight with no hoe
I got 10 thousand project niggas rushing my show
Pushing side to side, cause they feel what I say
If you scared of real niggas, get the f..ck out the way
Never loving no bitch, I won't live cause I'm rich
3rd Ward I represent it, yeah I'm bleeding for this
I wear my tank with pride, ain't no peace in my eye
Set a raw date, want my shit, and bitch you gon' die
Never f..cking told 'em, couldn't running from cowards
No Limit, Tre 6, ya heard?, the world is ours

[Chorus: Fiend]

Oww I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, ya heard me?
Just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, ya heard me?

[DJ Paul]
Until I go I'm hollerin', don't f..ck with my click
It's Hypnotize, but I f..cks with No Limit, bitch
These words are out my mouth, are from my heart they come
I cuts bitches with my Auto T '91
I cock back the gat, niggas like on the run
It's no release on the trigger, 'til job is done
Off in my crew, lil' bitch, a coward has got no place
We fire shots from a Navi off in your place
Blaow, blaow, blaow

[Juicy J]
You got these Hoe-Town killas, M-Town figures
Hooked up with the fools from New Orleans now we bigger
Droppin' off them Kizzies, junkies yellin' crazy
Can I get a hit before I put your block on frizzy?
I told that f..cking junkie, with his nose all ruiny
Get the f..ck up out my face, I'm going to make this money
and since I'm always stressin', I keep a Smith N Wesson
I look him in the face and then I put two in his chest

[Chorus: Fiend]

Oww I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, ya heard me?
Just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, ya heard me?



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