[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
First n***a gettin' tough, gettin' trunk
I got that 30 in my pocket, wassup
300 swoll in the club, get stomped
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't lettin' up
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't letting up

[Verse 1: Fredo Santana]
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't letting up
Grab a choppa, grab a tech, grab 'erythang
Kill 'erythang. On 'erythang
Yeah them 30's and them Glocks, yeah we tote those
Fufu ass n***as, we expose those
Call my lil' n***as up about a stain tho
Sit down, plot about it, then we take it down
Anybody move, or make sound
Couple bodies drop, from them choppa rounds
Everyday is Halloween, I got my mask out
All my n***as savages don't make a spazz out
Tadoe on it and he got the fuckin' 40 on ‘em
If a n***a want beef I send my shorties on em
Yeah that life bitch, I'mma bout that
Catch a n***a snoozing, push his cap back
Yeah that life bitch, I'mma bout that
[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
First n***a gettin' tough, gettin' trunk
I got that 30 in my pocket, wassup
300 swoll in the club, get stomped
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't lettin' up
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't letting up

[Verse 2: SD]
I’m a monster we be takin' shit (yahh)
We gorilla ass n***as don’t want war wit' us (nah)
A lot fans don’t need a guard (uhuh)
And I got a lot a n***as fuck a entourage (yahh)
High as fuck I’m coolin' with the stars (chillin)
Chillin' with them demons bitch I’m close to mars (gone)
We sacked up then he gettin robbed (wahhh)
I’m a flashy ass n***a I don’t need a job (nahh)
Couple racks on ya head n***a (yahh)
Keep playing tough then you would be a dead n***a (bwahh)
You want war keep yah back yard (rahh)
Them n***as stupid just tryin' to camouflage (fugazi)
I’m addicted to the kush n***a (loud)
I’m a drug addict pill poppin' hood n***a (let’s get it)
Too much money for a war wit' us (yahh)
GBE bitch it’s only us (3hunna)
[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
First n***a gettin' tough, gettin' trunk
I got that 30 in my pocket, wassup
300 swoll in the club, get stomped
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't lettin' up
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't letting up

[Verse 3: Gino Marley]
Group a wild n***as blood hound n***as
When it comes to stains we take down n***as
Ki's and pounds n***a hit the ground n***a
Let 30 shots go, call that shit a crowd clearer
Lots a loud innas foreign cars in ‘em
We sum' bread winnas so we some band spendas
Open all doors bitch let the squad enter
And we share hoes bitch let the squad hit ya
Money over all no ops in this mob n***a
Put money on yo' squad that’s a group a dead n***as
And all we do is win ain't lose innas
And we stay turnt up we ain’t no cool n***as
Keep the tool when we move never snooze n***a
Couple shots to ya body try to move n***a
Time is money and we own money all the time
War is nutten n***a we can war at any time
[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
First n***a gettin' tough, gettin' trunk
I got that 30 in my pocket, wassup
300 swoll in the club, get stomped
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't lettin' up
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
Don’t nan n***a, want war with us
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't letting up