| What’s up? |
| Yeah yeah
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| Your boy Saigon, I’m in here
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| Yeah yeah! |
| Y’all ready?
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| Uh, c’mon
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| Y’all niggaz want it? |
| Y’all niggaz get it
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| Hospital bed, nigga get admitted
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| My niggaz got it, y’all niggaz want it
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| Put a knife in your shirt, it hurt don’t it?
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| Now if this the hottest beat of the year say yeah yeah (yeah yeah!)
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| Ready to start whylin in here, say yeah yeah (yeah yeah!)
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| Rockin with Saigon this year, say yeah yeah (yeah yeah!)
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| Yeah yeah! |
| (Yeah yeah!) Yeah yeah! |
| (Yeah yeah!)
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| Why y’all wanna make me get back on my bull job?
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| Even though I hang with the Gang of those Good Guys
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| We don’t fear no man, play like you Conan
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| I’ma have your whole fam sayin they goodbyes
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| I might be the wrong one to try to intimidate
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| If some shootin is goin on, I’ma participate
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| If some lootin is goin on, I’ma participate
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| Cause I’m tired of seein the designs on the dinner plate
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| Need some food on it, lasagna, and a steak
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| So I’ma move on it, piranhas infiltrate
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| You feel like a Navy SEAL, the real shady deal
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| We the ones crazy real, that ain’t just the way we feel
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| These are facts, you can even act
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| Or you could check my hood credit scores, Equifax
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| Yah — this is what I suggest
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| If you the truth nigga take a lie detector test, yes
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| Knahmean?
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| These niggaz’ll fail a lie detector test (haha, all them niggaz)
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| Fraudulent ass motherfuckers (do it again)
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| Get 'em!
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| Uh, I’m insightful, like I read ten Bibles
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| My wheel turn faster than a fuckin spin cycle
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| I ain’t seen an encyclopedia since high school
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| That’s around the time I start fuckin with thin rifles
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| Talkin in your soft comm'
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| Bustin, discussin just like a pork rind
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| You was a muh’fucker that fought crime
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| Now they gave you a microphone and some talk time
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| You turned into a porcupine, you ain’t never walked the line
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| Never walked a yard, you just talkin hard
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| You go to Hell, you send 'em rhymes and swore to God
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| You a fraud, and a fraud in the presence of the Lord
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| to my dawgs is startin to look like a smörgåsbord
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| I don’t idolize, I’m cooler than (Charles in Charge)
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| Smooth as Ahmad Rasheed, your music is yadda-yah
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| A lot of blah, and bangin drums on a hard guitar
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| Your content is nonsense, gar-bage (garbage)
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| Haha, ay, you know how many of these niggaz
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| don’t be talkin about shit on they records? |
| (none of 'em)
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| The beat be savin it
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| Fuck it, let’s do it one more time |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yeah Yeah , by - Saigon. Song from the album The Greatest Story Never Told Chapter 2 Bread and Circuses, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп