[Intro]
(Saigon)
That's what they call me, man
They call me Saigon
Been through all them jails
Every time the gate crack, you know what you hear? (Saigon)
What you hear? That's what you hear, nigga
Saigon, nigga
Nappa knot, nigga, uh (Saigon)
What they saying? All over
The fuck they saying? (Saigon)
[Verse 1]
They call me Saigiddy, I'm a kid that will pop a gun off
How you gon' slap a nigga five after I chop your thumb off
Now that I'm in the industry, my enemies have done off
You got to look better than Mrs. B for me to come soft
Get it under through thick skull under your fit-it
I'm hungry like a pit bull and I'm comin' to get it
Grr! I growl like X and bite like Mike
And rob all the rat niggas like young true life
The HK stay steaming 'cause niggas stay schemin'
Mad 'cause they kiss their bitch and taste semen
Eeeeh, nigga you nasty, ask me
I tell you exactly who's fronting (Who?)
Who really the bitch type? Who would get right, who could fist fight?
Who really what Nas said, his style switch like
Back in effect, talk greezy, I'm pappin' the TEC
Y'all little niggas better have some respect
Well I could grab you by the back of your neck
Gun butt you and knock a couple of cards up out of your deck
Want drama, I say my name, don't rap indirect
It's (Saigon) In case you faggots forget
[Break]
It's (Saigon)
You heard that?
Saigon, bitch
[Verse 2]
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