[Hook:Fredo]
Turn up on a f** n***a, we don't give no f**
We got thirties in the cut, we'll f** you up
Turn up on a f** n***a, we don't give no f**
We got thirties in the cut, we'll f** you up
We'll f** you up, we'll f** you up
We got thirties in the cut, we'll f** you up
We got thirties in the cut, we'll f** you up
We got thirties in the cut, we'll f** you up
[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Thirties in the cut, Fredo in the cut
Pull up to the club, shootin sh** up
Pull up in that Porsche, knock the roof off
Red beam on his nose, call him Rudolph
b**h it's big Soulja, yeah it's big Soulja
Done took over, pull up in the white Rover
Same color coke, whippin with the soda
Lil Dre, and Fredo b**h we taking over
S.O.D. b**h, G.B.E. b**h
Fresh as f**, ridin through these streets b**h
If a n***a talk, he better know I'm packing
Ready for that action, k** that n***a off in traffic
We'll f** you up, this is not a game
Hit a lick, pop another chain
I had to stack twenty racks on my f**in chain
Fredo, Tadoe, Soulja, all these b**hes know our
Name
[Hook: Fredo]
[Verse 2: Tadoe]
Pull up to the club with them thirties tucked
Acting real tough, we shoot you up
We don't give a f**, we go nuts
Been up in the field, no amateurs
Acting all hard, we blam at ya
Got the thirty on me, no lackin bruh
Catch you in the field, it's a drill
Rollin of a pill, this sh** is real
Rollin off the molly, while in the party
Pulled off in that 'Rari, shoot up the party
Now yo man dead, but b**h I'm sorry
b**h I'm from Chiraq, we go the hardest
You know how I rock, b**h don't get popped
Rolling off the molly, I smoke on top
b**h I love to flex, we want them checks
Shoot you with this TEC, right in your neck
[Hook: Fredo]