War lyrics

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
First n*gga 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*gga, want war with us
Don’t nan n*gga, want war with us
Don’t nan n*gga, 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*ggas, we expose those
Call my lil' n*ggas 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*ggas savages don't make a spazz out
Tadoe on it and he got the f*ckin' 40 on ‘em
If a n*gga want beef I send my shorties on em
Yeah that life b*tch, I'mma bout that
Catch a n*gga snoozing, push his cap back
Yeah that life b*tch, I'mma bout that
[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
First n*gga 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*gga, want war with us
Don’t nan n*gga, want war with us
Don’t nan n*gga, want war with us
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't letting up

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

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