bbb (real niggas never die)

boom bye bye inna batty bwoy head

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 metrosexual movement came

the oddball

all of a sudden the men are so fashion-forward

but clothes never made the man

you bastards know it

i'd rather hear a nigga lying and firing glocks

than have to hear a nigga rhyme about designer socks

bitch

do it for buju banton

do it so babylon can give that brother a bond

mon

ain't nobody fucking with sai

think so? find a sick dick

suck it and die

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 niggas 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 niggas be wearing skinny jeans

we do it for bob marley

for marcus garvey

probably all of the rastafari

ain't nobody fucking with me

who

saigon? yeah

that nigga. go touch him and see.