[Hook x2: Fredo Santana] My squad, my squad, bitch I'm down for my squad Don't care bout no broad, I only love my squad My squad, my squad, in the field we going hard Playing with them thirties and we shooting at your heart
[Verse 1: Fredo Santana] My squad, my squad, we don't do no talk Outlining chalk, hit 'em with that hope My squad, my squad, bitch we down for that action Like a concert we clapping, real life no acting Real talking no rapping, on point nigga, no lacking Smoking blunts in traffic, with a thirty on my lap shit Smoking on that pack shit, shooter come they whack shit My squad, my squad, all we do is rob See your ass snoozing, take you down, that's our job My squad, my squad, try us we don't play Kill you broad day, bitch I'm cooling where it ain't safe Smack you with this A, a couple stacks you get erased
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[Verse 2: Frenchie] Yeah, I'm in Chiraq, with 300 niggas Three hundred pistols, equal three hundred triggers I never run, I'm too gutta' son I'm like Big [?], watch me kill for fun AR-15's shooting sixteen, I'm a' lay 'em down If you fall get up, better yet just stay down Bang bang, what the g's say, it's outta sight A fuck nigga, that's the shit I don't like [?] I got a big chain and a long [?] A sniper rifle in the thirty-thirty I'm dirty dirty nigga all day, for real Yeah, she wanna chill with Frenchie, but not everyday That's OK, I got another chick on the way