We Want In - Saigon, Mekka Millz & Ali Vegas

Yeah

It’s a new day in the rap game

This year the council taking over

Anything moving, we want in

A nick or dime is sold in the park, we want in

A song is recorded, we want in

Your album drop, we want in

The reason why they all in a bunch and Mekka stands out

Cause most hoes suck, they stuck on the same bounce

Can’t even put her in order, the gap is spaced out

Without a trick and a hat, speak true and open

By just giving em facts and tell em listen to that

Move with such emotion, you would think I had flaps

I’m that good, no pace, I stay

Hoes wanna fight her cause I give em a bad look

Put it in other meaning, clap and give em a bad look

You bitches only say it, you ain’t half of a half crook

That’s why they all faded, cause they saying the same stuff

So I don’t believe, claiming that you hard

Well, you gotta show me, and I ain’t talking a scar

I wanna see you spit it, and I ain’t talking a bar

Cause when the truth comes out

Uh oh, the flow’s water, the words doing the breaststroke

Rap is crack, I invest in the best coke

I’m on my bike, I’ll be damn if I’m left broke

I got it locked down from the east to the west coast

We ain’t Grammy award winners

But if we knock off these grams we all winners

Y’all niggas is fools, you’re all dinner

Mind over matter, what matters is what’s on my mind, and that’s money

Yes, I’m that hungry

A joke, a pill face, and a, I’m that funny

You wanna know how I know what I know

Just ask clapped Sonny

Don’t get clapped sonny, I just lost to my pride

Forced to ride if you take that from me

Just let me take my place in a circle of rap

Kick the snare til the drum pattern turn purple and black

See the world through the eyes of Saigon everything’s purple and black

I know you ain’t think it was over

It wouldn’t be a council without Abandoned Nation

Who was y’all niggas thinking?

Ayo Saigon, where you at?

I said one, and here come the two to the three and four

That’s before I declare war

If I declare war, you gon see some more

Like five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven

Niggas is ready to send your bitch ass to Heaven

Ali’ll eat your food, that’s my Dude like Devin

I’m a lyrical living legend, brethren

I run with 45 Colts but my name is not Edgerrin

Nigga, my name Brian, I live what you claim in your rhyme

Just last night I was aiming the nine

Cause some kid came in with his shine

Put the thing to his spine, now tonight I’m out claiming it’s mine

You only get hoes cause you hopping out of a coupe

In prison I got more letters than alphabet soup

I used to rap with some niggas, they was hot in the booth

But they was pussy, so I kicked myself out of the group

Let’s go