leave this party dead Some boy gon' get shot and knocked in the head I hit him with the head shot that rocked him to bed Sprayed down, popped him, shot
you gon need more medicine slick raps will push your wig back like George Jefferson you like me F it then you aint got to represent real niggaz know Saigon
we drop the price to fourty-three like they feel that it oughta be In all re-al we still quadruple a quarter Ki Unfortunately police caught me The man I shot
[Chorus] If this world were mine I would place at your feet All that I own You've been so good to me [Verse 1] I wrote about stickin' the mami's Wrote
slut Nigga I'm Saigon you understand that? I'm draped in firearms, you wanna wear that? If you was now you not You done fucked with the wrong one now you shot
[Verse 1] I said listen, I'm a nigga on a mission Do what I gotta to get my people in position Help 'em envision a better living condition Stop putting
[Saigon] You bad? Keep kicking that soldier shit and I'll unload a clip Put a fucking hole in your DU-RAG You don't wanna fight me, hype me, motherfucker
with mad coke to dump off Nah, we ain't come to act wild We came to introduce you and your hood to this crack vial Make a couple of big niggaz turn fragile Get some money, shoot
[Verse 1] First question for mothafuckers that's spittin' this "I'ma thug shit" You claim you blew out a nigga's brain, well what color was it? A) Reddish
