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Sean Price

Lyrics For Days

 

Lyrics For Days


Profluent
Yeah, ayo

[Sean Price:]
Shoot ya' moms dap ya' pops rape ya' daughter
Get the moment on a tape recorder
Give copies out to every nigga up in the hood
Let 'em know I'm not the nigga to fuck with up in the hood
Gimme some weed, gimme some coke, gimme some dope
Gimme ya' seed, gimme ya' throat, gimme some rope
Choking ya' bitch, provoking ya' clique, to get done
Smoking the spliff, unloading the fifth, now that's fun
Yo, backpack niggas rapping all funny and shit
Till I tell 'em that shit is wack, ain't no money in this
And you female rappers, I'ma end ya' career
Wrap my hands around ya' throat while you get banged from the rear
I'm the type of nigga, that'll throw a shell in ya' arm
You the type to snitch bitch, why you telling my moms?
Yo, y'all bitch niggas is as wack as it come
Don't make me, clap you in the back or ya' ass with a gun
Bah!

[Shawn Leake:]
We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days
Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge
Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs
Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'
We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days
Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge
Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs
Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'

Powerful spit, my niggas got hours of it
With a strong digestive tract to devour ya' shit
Cowards get ripped for coming out they face on Fuga' shit
Ain't no destination, for where my niggas take it
With the hardest of styles, we gon' make it
Toss the cake in the oven and bake it, record-breaking
Without the athlete, them niggas ass cheek
And still couldn't fuck with what I spit last week
Dudes pass go, get strung up, by the lasso
Gas so White Castle, faker than Don Brasco
The way that we coming considered more than a hassle
Dangerous unorthodox energy that'll blast foes
Now they trapped in the hourglass, how will they power last
When I'm so ahead of my time, the clock's an hour fast
And the sand steady sinking
Ya' man's already thinking of
Ways to escape, they freestyle in the bing when

We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days
Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge
Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs
Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'
We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days
Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge
Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs
Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'

[Sean Price:]
Ayo, I said it once and I'll say it again
If you giving me head, you gotta give head to my friend
I don't give a fuck if the bitch name is Karen
If you hitting us both off then ya' name is 'sharing'
Copping the E, yo ma, pop this with me
Have me, knocking my knees busting snot on her teeth
When I'm jumping out my car eyes locking at me
Ain't my fault that I'm popping the B, fuck you looking at?

[Shawn Leake:]
We running down on young white males, rocking black trench coats
Treat 'em like they all from France, make some French toast
Tracks that could be fatal with females, get [?]
And ain't nothing to switch up the whole program, like Windows
How high? High enough to make cows fly
Getting blazed with my nigga Ruck, out in [?]
Now we got this chick fucking and sucking like Siamese
When it come to beef we cooking up cats, like Chinese

We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days
Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge
Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs
Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'
We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days
Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge
Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs
Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'

[Sean Price:]
Nahmean?
Yeah, Sean P, word up
Nahmean, New Jersey baby, New York, I'm here you hear me?
Word to mother, my man [?], [?], Profluent, tall motherfucker
Word up, Sean Price
Monkey Barz, High Karate, nahmean? Two for a dollar nigga, fifty-cent cookie-ass niggas
I slap physically, ain't playing out here

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