Lady Sings The Blues

[Intro] Something like that Sing to they ass girl I'm not gon' keep telling you Saigon, Statik They know that i'm the hardest Let me get at it one more time Sing Check me, look [Verse 1] They know that i'm the hardest And I ain't even up in the mansion right now The teams still around the projects Giddy is a artist Nigga you only a lyricist I'm all that in a bag of unions and garlics Look at the shit you started Somebody's gotta die, die, die Then bring me a operation as the target Out on the corner of the market, lil kids in the 'burbs They watch Entourage, see me, now they want to rock camouflage Play cold, I heat em, melt you like Haagen Dasz Nobody got bars like [?] Who else can got broads, to give a menage Easier than most motherfuckers can get a massage, huh Cause me in that big body biz, huh Have you frontin', I ain't the least Just let me fuck one of your friends ma All that hung startin' a thing in the past Matter of fact, my lil.. come sing for they ass Get 'em [Saigon talking] I told you girl You gotta hit that note baby Nah, that ain't it right there Try it again, come on That's a little better Fuck that man, this is Hip Hop man Fuck that You know what? Look [Verse 2] I won't fuck with the kid and him shittin, it's impersistent You at it in the source boss, it isn't a misprint 60 percent of niggas spittin' is inconsistent The other 40 came with the grain, but them one against it Time to get rich in an instant Niggas diss songs with the R&B bitches And even Kirk Franklin and [?] But niggas dissed 'em and since did he quit trickin' the system His image diminished along with his wits and his wisdom When he tried to come back to reality rap They said, Sorry son we're over the salary cap Then he tried to rap on how he was proud to be black Till they caught him with some white girls Chillin' where cowards be at He's getting depressed, niggas thought he was bug Then it hit 'em, wait maybe I can rap like a thug He would, and made records about bussin' and flippin drugs Believe it or not, the fuckin' bullshit was getting loved Damn.. [Saigon talking] I don't understand The nigga recreated himself He reinvented himself He came back as a gangsta Sing to they mothafuckers Don't make me Chris Brown you bitch