Ayy, Tez, this you?
Fuck the club up (Yeah)
We ain´t never scared, bitch, fuck the club up (Yeah)

Trigger Maxo, C Osama
Snatch my chain, we whack your mama (Yeah)
You got a better chance survivin´ as a suicide bomber (Yeah)
I be ridin´, slidin´, steppin´, and my Drac´, more shots than Stephen
Chops with Glocks from every gene
F&N spendin´, been with weapons
He throwin´ sets, he ain´t no threat
Bullet-proof vest ain´t no protection (Uh-uh)
Our Glocks like 1942, start sendin´ shots into your section (Say what?)
Niggas fightin´ in the club like Bonecrusher, we don´t throw knuckles (Uh-uh)
No mean-muggin´, we don´t tongue tustle, let that chrome touch you

Like WWF, give opps the belt, jump from the turn buckle
.556 and .223, STDs, tryna burn somethin´ (Maxo, Maxo, Maxo, Maxo)

Hit the club, one-fifty deep, no pat down, bitch, I´m VIP
Bloods and Crips, they all with me
With Vice Lord Folks, BDGDs (Career)
One thing for sure, they all on go
If Trigger Maxo say it´s green
.556 and .223s, stuff ARPs in skinny jeans (Maxo, Maxo, Maxo, Maxo)
No alcohol, but we got bottles
Double-cup, came in with sodas
If that backend what they told us, then we pistol whip promoters

You bet´ not lay one hand up on us
´Cause you could die, you even try to break us up
I´m with my guys, we all got fire, don´t need security in the club
BMF my heat, like Tee and Meech, we totin´ fifty boys (Maxo)
Death Row, Murder Inc., my unit G, like Buck and 50, boy

Trigger Maxo, C Osama
Snatch my chain, we whack your mama
You got a better chance survivin´ as a suicide bomber
I be ridin´, slidin´, steppin´, and my Drac´, more shots than Stephen
Chops with Glocks from every gene
F&N spendin´, been with weapons

He throwin´ sets, he ain´t no threat
Bullet-proof vest ain´t no protection (Uh-uh)
Our Glocks like 1942, start sendin´ shots into your section (Say what?)
Niggas fightin´ in the club like Bonecrusher, we don´t throw knuckles (Uh-uh)
No mean-muggin´, we don´t tongue tustle, let that chrome touch you
Like WWF, give opps the belt (What?), jump from the turn buckle
.556 and .223, STDs, tryna burn somethin´ (Maxo, Maxo, Maxo, Maxo)

Just like Maxo, you know I´m ´bout my cream (Cream)
I be out in Houston with my rocket like Hakeem (Hakeem)

I be out in Houston smokin´, sippin´ Texas Tea (Tea)
I put money over bitches, ain´t no in between (Between)
Got sixty in my jeans, yeah, this shit pokin´ out (Yeah)
She like my persona, took her on a paper route (Yeah)
I ran up my money and these niggas just run they mouth (Yeah)
Got diamonds in my teeth, that you let know I´m from the South (Yeah)
Ballin´, these niggas foul
Started off with a gram (Gram)
Audemar cost a house (A house)
Necklace cost a Lamb´ (Lamb´)
Tryna figure me out (Huh?)
Knowin´ that Glocks don´t jam (Nope)

These niggas Mickey Mouse (Yep)
I just don´t understand, damn

Ridin´, slidin´, steppin´, and my Drac´, more shots than Stephen
Chops with Glocks from every gene
F&N spendin´, been with weapons
He throwin´ sets, he ain´t no threat
Bullet-proof vest ain´t no protection (Uh-uh)
Our Glocks like 1942, start sendin´ shots into your section (Say what?)
Niggas fightin´ in the club like Bonecrusher, we don´t throw knuckles (Uh-uh)
No mean-muggin´, we don´t tongue tustle, let that chrome touch you
Like WWF, give opps the belt (What?), jump from the turn buckle

.556 and .223, STDs, tryna burn somethin´ (Maxo, Maxo, Maxo, Maxo)