Chorus [Fiend]
Oww I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug n***a crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug n***a 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 n***as rushing my show
Pushing side to side, cause they feel what I say
If you scared of real n***as, get the fuck 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 fucking 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 n***a crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug n***a crew, ya heard me?
Just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug n***a crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug n***a crew, ya heard me?
[DJ Paul]
Until I go I'm hollerin', don't fuck with my click
It's Hypnotize, but I fucks 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, n***as 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 fucking junkie, with his nose all ruiny
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 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 n***a crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug n***a crew, ya heard me?
Just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug n***a crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug n***a crew, ya heard me?
