It's Whateva Wit Us Lyrics

It's Whateva Wit Us
Three 6 Mafia f/ Youngbloodz, Ying Yang Twins

Chorus DJ Paul
What u bitches wanna do (Cuz it's whateva wit us)
What u bitches wanna do (Cuz it's whateva wit us)
What u bitches wanna do (Cuz It's whateva wit us)
It's whateva wit us, it's whateva wit us

Verse 1 DJ Paul
Now how the hell you little nigglets
Try and test me
Knowing the whole time you grew up on the 3 (mafia)
Y'all trying to be Paul
But I ain't tryin' to be y'all
Your pockets is empty
Like summertime school halls
I'm worldwide trick
How you gon' compete?
You're only on the radio in one goddamn city
So check your crooked lip bitch
And change yo plans
It's the numbers on your phone
Then numbers on your soundscan

Verse 2 Juicy J
I ain't messed up by crossin crooked cowards
Puttin a nigga name in dirt
Tryin to test my gangsta he gon
Get his fuckin feelings hurt
Eyes 45 on the fish desert greeny green
Sippin hen smokin and coughin
Cuz a pleyr still on the scene
You say you wanna beef
You say you wanna fight
So step in the ride
They call me the Juice
And it's the truth
It's wit all the sports
So watch yo bitch fool

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Verse 3 Sean Paul
Yeah I'm straight from ATL
Screamin' fuck what you claiming
Actin wit the brand new mack
Brand new glasses all my niggaz ???
I'm a gambler I'll handle ya
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Roll them self leanin the left
Nigga fuck around and break em
You fakin You' ze a bitch nigga I can tell it in your eyes
You a hoe nigga in tight jeans shown off your thighs
I'm a g nigga nothing but dro' rolled up in my swisha
In a big Lac with leather seats a pistol ready to split ya
I' m ready wit my partner ready to jump up in the chevy
Kickin with my real mens in memphis
Youngbloodz to kick it wit Three 6 Mafia
Back up home boy we be poppin ya cuz we won't fuckin stop stompin ya

Verse 4 J-Bo
You can call it how you like
But I'ma tell it like I see it
In the streets we strapped up wit heaters and bones
Hoes They so conceited
Dribble and bounce pass niggaz they so grabbin
But the whole world will know and feel it when we blast it
Like a monster in your ghetto
Now nigga ready let's go
Youngbloodz wit Triple 6 swolled my i don't think so
I'm backdoor like lil joe
It's the principles now nigga what fo
It's pimpin in this bitch
Sawin hoes off like nitro

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Verse 5 D-Rock
Look Nigga you bleed like I bleed
We born to die
I never seen man cry till my nigga got shot
I hear you talking but actions speak louder then words
Nigga fuck what you heard I ain't never scured
Can you walk it like you talk it
Show a nigga you real
But shit like that get niggaz killed
Either you won't but nigga you will
All these stories you makin up is killin my ill
And my patience ain't long at all
Nigga don't be fuckin wit me if I ain't fuckin wit y'all
Cuz I'm ready for the world but is it ready for me
What you see on TV is really on these streets
Some of these niggaz ain't as hard as they say they is
And niggaz don't live like they sayin they live
They wanna roll wit thug niggaz and gangstaz
But real ass niggaz don't roll wit wankstaz

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