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saigon - contraband (remix) [new 2nd verse] كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: saigon]
first question for motherf-ckers that’s spittin’ this “i’m a thug sh-t”
you claim you blew out a n-gga brain, then what color was it?
a) reddish like the dark shade of oxygenated blood
b) brownish like water that’s mixed with dirt to make mud
c) whitish like the man that created the virus to slay us or is it
d) grayish like a gloomy and rainy day is
second question strictly for players, so state your biz
tell me exactly what the definition of player is?
a) duke that rock links, flossin’ the club and pop drinks
b) the jail n-gga that stash the mop ringers and slop sinks
c) the rich rapper who depict the pictures of bigger sixes
d) that broke n-gga f-ckin’ the richest n-gga b-tches
movin’ right along, question number three is for the females
never generalize, i’m into details
other than the fact chicks is too quick to strip and spread
what is it exactly that make a honey a chicken head?
a) if she’ll f-ck her girl man on some shady sh-t
b) go to clubs, but’ll leave her mother to babysit
c) swap s-x for materialistic objects
d) all of the above. love, you f-cked up
the fourth question’s a question that still ig me
who do y’all n-ggas think that it was that k!lled biggie?
a) southside crips ‘cause puffy owed ’em a grip
b) some crazy ‘pac fan that flipped and unloaded a clip
c) missiles from pistols from government officials
d) the same cat that came back and then sang “i miss you”

[hook: saigon] (x2)
you never was a k!lla. you never bust a gun
you never held the spot down, was never on the run
you never lived my life, you dead in the wrong
‘cause you never did none of the sh-t that you said in your song

[verse 2: saigon]
with the strength of a hundred baboons
i’ll beat your eyes black as a f-ckin’ raccoon’s
leave you covered with stab wounds
dead in a public bathroom

nah… dead that one. yo, whoo kid. hit ‘em with that exclusive sh-t. the ill verse. yeah, the other second verse, n-gga

i said, “being that i’m a real thug and you not
even on your block, i get more love then you got
plus, pop saigon come like w-dot
played it for jesus, i’m saved by the blood of 2pac
n-ggas is whisperin’ in the hood like they don’t get rid of who?
get real. my real, i got guns bigger than you
when it’s finally said and done, y’all’re gonna thank me
flow so hot, potent, shabba couldn’t rank me
done, i put the [?]
i don’t need a f-cking gun—i’ll ball up my fist and beat you into submission
so what it look like? i’m like mike on a good night
it wouldn’t be a good fight. one -punch-. good night
couldn’t see me even if you could write
your life not real enough. your moms used to kiss you good night
tucking you in. i was in the pen for bucking two men
busting my lil’ friend—where the f-ck were you then?
when i was breaking the laws, you was bending the rules
i was locked behind the bars, you was gettin’ suspended from school
keep thinking pretending is cool
i f-cking c-ck back the -gunshot- pop ten in this fool, n-gga

never lived my life. ‘cause you never did the sh-t that you said in your song. i said:

[hook: saigon]
you never was a k!lla. you never bust a gun
you never held the spot down, was never on the run
you never lived my life, you dead in the wrong
‘cause you never did none of the sh-t that you said in your song

[interlude: saigon]
never. word is bond, son. this is for all my official street n-ggas, you know what’m saying? not the fake–ss n-ggas playing like they thugs or sh-t. n-ggas that really did that sh-t, know what i mean? n-ggas that did bids for that sh-t and was really clapping up n-ggas, really robbing motherf-ckas. not the fake rap n-ggas and sh-t that be fronting. straight up, n-gga. i got another question for ‘em, son. i said like this:

[verse 3: saigon]
yo, the fifth question ain’t really a question
sh-t is more like a lesson. better yet, a suggestion
before your bring the bullsh-t, flexin’ in our direction
realize with these ninas, we seniors—y’all freshman
i murder him and his best friend for less than
the price of a gold rolly before they put the bud-gets in
i’m on a pedestal high as the life of led zeppelin
y’all sh-t is low as the price of the best western
your best bet is just let us in

- saigon

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