Let a Nigga Know 

You wanna go to war bop 

You wanna hear the 44 pop 

You wanna see the gun that will make more than just your jaw drop 

You wanna mess with the best, 

But do you want to save your mama some stress 

Nigga if you really want to test 

I'll come and chop you in half 

My click is cucku for cocoa they'll pop you and laugh 

Wanna do gun play, Monday through Sunday 

All 52 weeks of the year 

Am I speaking clear? 

You feel my flow 

Even though I'm so political 

Ain't another MC as gangsta as me 

Shit I should be signed to Death Row 

Uh-oh there go Saiyo 

Ak nine six at yo 5-0 

Mind blow to your spinal 

You're only a thug on vinyl 

You soft, I know 

And yo so is your rhyme flow 

I'm the only rapper to ever shoot up the club 

Me and my man Sean Paul 

I pop up in a hot car 

You hop up in the cop car 

Then start telling the cops who's selling the rocks 

And who the niggas on the block are 



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I put's it down 

I know they like the way my shit sounds 

Banging from the hood out to the hick towns 

Everything I spit is hit bound 

They on my shit now 



Gotta get that money like Krazie, Lazie and Bizzy bone 

Trying to take my from me 

What kind of crazy shit is you on? 

Let a kid act funny I'll lace him like when my kicks is on 

We in the zone 

We don't go to war with no sticks and stones 

Wanna play Gin Rummy then shuffle the cards and deal 'em out 

But if you get picked up then we trust that you not going to sqeal us out 

I'm in the cut with a chick with a bigga but than Trina 

And a better face than Jigga's 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 

I'll even give it to a cop mother fucker 

You the chump I'm not mother fucker 



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