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Mr. Serv-On

Mr. Serv-On

What They Do

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Chorus Fiend

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

Mr. Serv-On
I got pimps lined up sayin' they lovin' my game
I got girls 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 rushing my show
Pushing side to side, cause they feel what I say
If you scared of real , get the fk out the way
Never loving no b*tch, 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 s**t, and b*tch you gon' die
Never fking 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 nigg* crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigg* crew, ya heard me?
Just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigg* crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigg* crew, ya heard me?

DJ Paul
Until I go I'm hollerin', don't fk with my click
It's Hypnotize, but I fks with No Limit, b*tch
These words are out my mouth, are from my heart they come
I cuts girls with my Auto T '91
I c*ck back the gat, like on the run
It's no release on the trigger, 'til job is done
Off in my crew, lil' b*tch, 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 fking junkie, with his nose all ruiny
Get the fk 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 nigg* crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigg* crew, ya heard me?
Just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigg* crew, come on
I'm just doing what them drug dealers do
Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigg* crew, ya heard me?

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