It’s Whateva Wit Us Three 6 Mafia (Ft. DRock & YoungBlood​Z)

Chorus DJ Paul
What u bitches wanna do ('cause it's whateva wit us)
What u bitches wanna do ('cause it's whateva wit us)
What u bitches wanna do ('cause 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 green
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
You're on the radio in one goddamn city
So check your crooked lip bitch
And change yo plans
It's the numbers on your phone
And numbers on your cell

Verse 2 Juicy J
I ain't messed up by messin crooked cowards
Wit a nigga name testing my gangsta
Get his f**kin feelings hurt
Eyes 45 on the fish desert green
Sippin hen smokin and coughin on the scene
You say you wanna fight I know you is a joke
So step in the ride
They call me the Juice
And it's the truth
It's wit all the sports
So watch bitch