Say Yes Lyrics - Warning Shots 3: One Foot In The Grave - Saigon

[Intro] 

Yo, lets get it popping up in here yo 

Yeah, there it go 

Yeah, thats what I was lookin' for 

Ayo, check it out son 

Im'ma show these cats how we do it 

[Verse 1] 

Before we did raps, we did kidnaps 

Murders, muggings 

Cousin, what you know about thugging? 

When y'all niggas be out clubbing 

I be deep in discussion tryin'a convince my little cousin not to blood in 

keep love for the Pen, Lucky got another buck in 

Damn shame his motherfuckin' baby mother cluckin' 

She be out with some coward that ain't about shit 

Rumors say she put out quick for not even an outfit 

Nowadays everybody riding or dying 

We own this game, stop tryin'a buy in 

Frontin' like you pop iron, stop lyin' 

I'm a nigga so ill I punch Math and then drop Science 

Saigon, the man with the 2 brains and 3 hearts 

Swift enough to build with retards 

Rap epitome, academically street smart 

That aint even the deep part 

Me and my men end every fight that we start 

If I aint one of the lot of you, the stacks is unstoppable 

On as long as Macks poppable, Cracks is choppable 

If its logical, I'll bottle you, beat the shit outta you 

Go to your Wake and beat shit outta whoever says "Bye" to you 

This is what I would do, and if you was me? you'd bottle you too 

'Cause you'd hate a bitch nigga like you 

(Word to mother nigga, if you was me? 

Nigga you'd fuckin' put 1 in your brain too nigga) 

[Chorus] 

If you be living for death and dont be giving an eff 

Then hit a pig in the vest and say yes (yes!) 

If you be puffing the cess and laying sunk in the S 

Then punch a punk in the chest and say yes (yes!) 

If you a gangsta, hustla, thugsta that bust slugs 

Nigga that dont trust hugs, and dont fuck with the bust thugs 

Hold a blunt in your right and raise your left 

You blessed so you should just say yes (yes!) 

[Verse 2] 

Ayo they trapped me in this violent enviroment 

Blocks so hot, they need to fire the cops and hire some Firemen 

Thugs get forced to early retirement 

If they blaze your head, you made your bed, nigga, now lie in it 

Need to stop denying it, pressure? you aint applying it 

1 nigga get mercked, look at you on some cryin' shit 

Yeah I cry when I see my little nigga get murdered 

Not 'cause he died, but 'cause the shit looked like it hurted 

And I'm a nigga thats observant 

I seen the bullet when it first hit, his face when it first split 

And still no longer than 20 minutes later 

Im on the same block, same glock, with the same pen and paper 

You analyze an innovator 

S to the A to the I, show niggas what men are made of 

Before you see me in The Source, you'll probably see me in the paper 

for poppin' a cop or dockin' shots at a women raper 

[Chorus] 

If you be living for death and dont be giving an eff 

Then hit a pig in the vest and say yes (yes!) 

If you be puffing the cess and laying sunk in the S 

Then punch a punk in the chest and say yes (yes!) 

If you a gangsta, hustla, thugsta that bust slugs 

Nigga that dont trust hugs, and dont fuck with the bust thugs 

Hold a blunt in your right and raise your left 

You blessed so you should just say yes (yes!) 

[Verse 3] 

Ayo, you knew I'm better than you 

Front, get a few embedded in you 

Just 'cause I aint have nothing better to do 

See what this Beretta will do? 

Turn a perfectly functioning human being to a veg-et-a-ble 

We wettin' you from your head to your shoe 

Yo the only attention you gon' need now is medical dude 

And if the shotty pops you, fuckin' coroners will body box you 

Call the guy that I bought to Karate chop you 

To hell with ya crew, you be spittin' that shit thats not true 

My niggas have lived and died for this shit since Junior High School 

Funny how rappers talk out they ass but aint about shit 

So I set 'em on fire and use gas to put it out with 

They cowards, talking bout they 'bout it, but we doubt it 

The rhyme wont make you a thug, nor do fatigue outfits 

We box, nigga we plots tempers shorter than Ewoks 

Lace the Reeboks, chase you three blocks then *Gunshot noises* 

Unload 33 shots biaaaaaaatch 

little faggot, stupid motherfuckers in the game 

yo yo, I rep for real niggas son 

you know what type of niggas I rep 

[Chorus] 

If you be living for death and dont be giving an eff 

Then hit a pig in the vest and say yes (yes!) 

If you be puffing the cess and laying sunk in the S 

Then punch a punk in the chest and say yes (yes!) 

If you a gangsta, hustla, thugsta that bust slugs 

Nigga that dont trust hugs, and dont fuck with the bust thugs 

Hold a blunt in your right and raise your left 

You blessed so you should just say yes (yes!) 

[outro] 

Word is bond son, I told y'all like 15 thousand years ago 

that niggas was coming back for that shit 

That real niggas was gonna re-emerge and take fake niggas off the map 

And now that time is here baby, its 2k