| I know pops | 
| (Murder after murder) | 
| Back to back | 
| (Know who run that motherfuckin' gang nigga) | 
| (Ain't none of my niggas crash) | 
| (And that’s something you don’t too motherfuckin' top nigga) | 
| Montana, I’ma stand on that | 
| I got it on my mind, yeah | 
| Whole lotta bullets flyin', yeah | 
| All my niggas slangin' iron, yeah | 
| On my mama I ain’t lyin', yeah | 
| These niggas be bitches, these bitches with 'em in disguise | 
| They claimin' that they real but I can see it in they eyes | 
| You know I’m out that gang and you know that I won’t stop | 
| Don’t go against the grain, bitch we headed to the top | 
| You bitches don’t want war with us | 
| You niggas don’t want war with us | 
| You bitches don’t want war with us | 
| I’m screamin' «Who want war with us?» | 
| Seven murders in one week, bitch it’s crucial and it’s wicked | 
| Body after body, ain’t no help up in my city | 
| Homicide, you gon' die if you stuntin' like you with it | 
| Got 'em slippin', blowed his brains out, nobody said who did it | 
| Now word around town, niggas say that I’ma get it | 
| Some nigga told Cordasha they gon' put one in my fitted | 
| Nigga all I know is murder, swear to God that I’m with it | 
| And everything I talk up in my songs, you know I live it | 
| We keep a gun on all of us, you know that I’ma spit it | 
| They say that they want all of us, we right here in the city | 
| You bitches don’t want war with us, everybody gon' get it | 
| Want a nigga for to follow us and he gon' end up missin' | 
| Yeah, four choppas in the car, 400 shots up in the rental | 
| My niggas ready for to spin, you know that I’ll send 'em | 
| Confidential, I’ll never speak on who had killed him | 
| And don’t think that we ain’t gon' get you cause you stay in Denham | 
| I got it on my mind, yeah | 
| You know that I ain’t hidin', yeah | 
| I keep a gun when I be ridin', yeah | 
| It’s gon' be a homicide, yeah | 
| These niggas be bitches, these bitches with 'em in disguise | 
| They claimin' that they real but I can see it in they eyes | 
| You know I’m out that gang and you know that I won’t stop | 
| Don’t go against the grain, bitch we headed to the top | 
| You bitches don’t want war with us | 
| You niggas don’t want war with us | 
| You bitches don’t want war with us | 
| I’m screamin' «Who want war with us?» | 
| My lil' dog, he go to work, he don’t be fuckin' with nobody | 
| You gon' die since you put a bullet up inside his body | 
| All through Baton Rouge, nigga we been ridin' with them choppas | 
| If I catch him, I’ma pop him, give a fuck 'bout what they hollerin' | 
| Since I was a baby I was born to be violent | 
| I’ma bust yo' fuckin' head and my confidence on highly | 
| I be thinkin' 'bout killin' a nigga every time I’m smilin' | 
| All my niggas wildin' | 
| My girl be scared but she know that I’m bout it | 
| Montana out his body, sayin' a nigga ain’t gon' fuck with us | 
| Baby Joe be thuggin' nigga knowin' that it’s up with us | 
| Cross me and it’s stuck with us | 
| We 'bout beef and niggas know that we ain’t squashin' nothin' | 
| Until we even, bitch | 
| I got it on my mind, yeah | 
| Whole lotta niggas dyin', yeah | 
| All my niggas slangin' iron, yeah | 
| On my mama I ain’t lyin', yeah | 
| You bitches don’t want war with us | 
| You niggas don’t want war with us | 
| You niggas don’t want war with us | 
| I’m screamin' «Who want war with us?» | 
| You know what it is nigga | 
| Murder gang | 
| Ain’t too long | 
| Ain’t too long until I’m gone | 
| Ain’t too long until we get what we been workin' for, believe that | 
| Slime |