Ova Here (Santana Fredo)

[Hook] We got them chickens moving over here All my niggas savage over here Don't come your ass over here What you want, we got it over here Over here, over here Got chickens moving over here Over here, over here My trap going crazy over here [Verse 1] Over here, over here we moving chickens over here Breaking down a whole thing, splitting the difference over here My trap going crazy, so ridiculous over here Thirty three shots in that forty, Scottie Pippen over here Over here I'm over here, y'all niggas fugazy over there When you walk up in my trap, caper boy bagged in squares Only savages in my circle boy, we don't fuck with squares All you fugazy ass niggas stay the fuck from over here If I see a crowd of ops I just might blow up over there And my neck is so damn froze my Jesus had to say burr Hit the mall, fuck the cost, fuck it I might just buy it all And your bitch up on my dick, she just called me big boss [Hook] [Verse 2] Money to be made, I ain't worried 'bout no bitch I'm to busy chasing money, I'm just worried 'bout a lick I'm with the shit, I'm with the shit, kill a nigga, we coming with Got them thirties and them F.M.'s, Rugaz with the drumma' kit Put this thirty to your ear, make a fuck boy disappear If you ain't talking money man I won't even hear Your bitch keep texting my phone she want me to beat it from the rear I'ma fuck that pussy then you know I gotta get up outta there My swag so outta there, my swag so outta there What you reaching for my gun boy? It's hollows all in there You tryna' rob me that's like fighting a bear (don't do it) You tryna' rob me that's like fighting a bear [Hook]