[Hook: Saigon]
Me when I'm rhyming, remarkable timing
Shorties with brown eyes that sparkle like diamonds
Us in the park when we played on the swings
These are a few of my favorite things
Heckle and Koches, necklaces, and watches
Brethren that got no respect for the coppers
My cousin Face who was placed in the bing
These are a few of my favorite things
[Verse 1: Saigon]
Your favorite color: black. Favorite music: rap
Favorite jail: Nap'—it taught me how to scrap (Uh huh)
Favorite gun: Glock. Favorite rapper: Pac
And that wasn't even ‘til after homie shot them cops
Your favorite girl: Joy. Favorite fighter: Roy
It used to be Mike ‘til he got knocked out by old boy
Favorite food: pizza. Favorite singer: Alicia
Her and this little chick in my hood named Tanisha (Yeah)
Your favorite car: X-5. Body part: teta
Favorite date: the day Carlito said I'm the next Nas
Favorite thug: you’re kidding. Favorite song: "The Ghetto"
By Rakim. You heard the sh*t that brother was spitting?
Favorite club: Speed. Favorite drug: weed
Indeed. Like Jay say, that's "All I Need"
Favorite movie: Drum. Favorite groupie: Umm...
Truly son, there's a whole bunch of them (Let’s go)
[Hook: Saigon]
Me when I'm rhyming, remarkable timing
Shorties with brown eyes that sparkle like diamonds
Us in the park when we played on the swings
These are a few of my favorite things
Heckle and Koches, necklaces, and watches
Brethren that got no respect for the coppers
My cousin Face who was placed in the bing
These are a few of my favorite things
[Verse 2: Saigon]
Your favorite beat: “Ten Crack Commandments,” damn it
Either that or my man Cam’s sh*t. Bam, bam, bam
Favorite dog: pit. Favorite saying when you get mad:
Aw sh*t. What kind of question is this, man?
Favorite drink: I can’t call it. I ain’t even gon’
Lie to you. I’m an alcohol—I like all of it. sh*t
Favorite kicks: Nike. Favorite stick: wifey
We’ve been at it for years. She f*ck just like me
Favorite city: New Yitty. Stage of your life: puberty
Dame on the mic: Luck. Foxy be thinking she too pretty
Favorite show: I don’t know. Favorite battle: I don’t flow
I’ll let n*ggas kick their little raps, but I don’t go though
Favorite martyr: Malcolm. Favorite father: how come
You gon’ ask me that knowing most of my clique grew up without one?
Favorite mother: mine. Favorite brother: mine
Favorite sister: b*tch, mine. Mine one of a kind
[Hook: Saigon]
Me when I'm rhyming, remarkable timing
Shorties with brown eyes that sparkle like diamonds
Us in the park when we played on the swings
These are a few of my favorite things
Heckle and Koches, necklaces, and watches
Brethren that got no respect for the coppers
My cousin Face who was placed in the bing
These are a few of my favorite things