bbb (real niggas never die) lyrics – saigon

bbb (real n*gg*s never die)

boom bye bye inna batty bwoy head
(say boom bye bye, boom bye bye) [x4]
(real n*gg*s never die)

[verse 1:]
i say boom bye bye to a batty boy
when it comes to the charges, i’m a naughty boy
put the feet to your head like karate boy
turn around, beat the feds like the gotti boy
the ramifications of fronting is a gut shot
a buck-fifty and universal and whatnot
they said hiphop was getting too hardcore
the metros*xual movement came, the oddball
all of a sudden the men are so fashion-forward
but clothes never made the man, you b*st*rds know it
i’d rather hear a n*gg* lying and firing glocks
than have to hear a n*gg* rhyme about designer socks
(boom bye bye in a batty bwoy head)
b*tch, do it for buju banton
do it so babylon can give that brother a bond, mon
ain’t n*body f*cking with sai
think so? find a sick d*ck, suck it and die


[verse 2:]
dem boys don’t have no gun, dem boys don’t have so license
they call me sai-giddy, some people say that i’m the nicest
when it comes to getting busy on these mic devices
i ain’t a problem, i’m a crisis
i’m getting all the ladies, spoiled as a baby
i’ll never ever let a batty bwoy investigate me
i’d rather death convey me. no, i mean yes, it’s crazy
these young n*gg*s ain’t seemin’ to get the message lately
we need warriors, that’s true story, bruh
we got a couple but we need a few more of ya
cause not by any means should out of twenty teens
eighteen of them n*gg*s be wearing skinny jeans (nah, man)
we do it for bob marley, for marcus garvey
probably all of the rastafari
ain’t n*body f*cking with me
who, saigon? yeah, that n*gg*. go touch him and see. [gunshot]


/ saigon lyrics