10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5 ,4, 3, 2, 1 
Ready or not here we come, here comes trouble in the club 
11,12,13, pistols big as M 16's 
How the fuck we sneak in with this many heaters in our jeans 
Nina, 2 nina's, a peace and they dont even see us 
Some shit pops off we squeeze each one they gon' think its machine guns 
Vanos vo vano, bananas in our flannels 
Hands around our colt handles, hold them like roman candles 
Vannas vo vannas, banana fanna fo fannas 
Who come back all bananas, banna clips loaded 
Managers, bouncers and the club owners, the motherfuckers dont want us 
To come up and rush in the club and run up in it with a bunch of 
motherfuckers from Runyan, steady poppin them onions, 
Ready set to go nut up, prepare to tear the whole club up 
Fixin to get into some shit just itchin to choke someone up 
You know we finna loc'n when we mixin coke with coke and nut rum up 
Yeah Yeah oh, what up, see my people throw shit up 
See you talk that hoe shit now when you do