[Intro: Sean Price]
Listen, get money, big dummy
[Verse 1: Sean Price]
Uno, dos, tres, quatro
Hugo Boss, the threads is macho
Small time, hundred twenty five gram rapper
Raw rhymer, gun in my hand, fam, clap ya
Way back, when Ma$e rapped, gat and one case
Sniff that, we act laid back and gun play (P!)
A murder-matician
Magician with words, observe the diction
Play this shit on the radio
"Hooray" this shit and then pay me dough
I'm trying to sell out
Sold out shows and sold out stores
I'm a pocket full of crack that I sold outdoor
Now a nigga thinking the bigger picture, Kodak flow
I'm Thundarr, pa, Dunbar Olegba
Ape creating the Blafrican race
This the New Yakub flow
Deceitful speech, decrease the peace
Piece of shit, I'm at peace with this
Contract breached, contact two piece on street, P!
[Verse 2: Sean Price]
Uh, what it do, nigga?
Fresh Wallys on the Don, Sean is a rude nigga
Few figure the style, the style ain't new, nigga
Gold Jesus and a tre-deuce to shoot niggas
Kinda young when Run made "It's Like That"
Knife and gun fight like, "Duke, I'll be right back" (I'll be right back)
Listen, came back in a half an hour (What?)
Aim gats when I clap them cowards, P!
The way we responding, fire
You get fired, Avery Johnson
Trife niggas that be bookin' your spouse
For life, nigga, Brooklyn in the house
P, bar-for-bar the best bar-barian Sean
Arm double Leg Arm Head of the Don
Head from a broad, duke I was the head of the class
You got a lot of a kids but I'm better at math, P!
[Verse 3: Roc Marciano]
Every line that I wrote's a line of coke (Sniff it)
The .45's in the lining of my coat (Uh)
I'm sick, you rhyme like the common cold
They'll find my bones next to diamonds and gold (I'm a pharaoh)
Fire the chrome with one eye like a cyclone (Uh)
You standin' on your last five toes
I done suffered all the highs and lows
My clothes never had rhinestones on 'em (Never)
The wines imported (Uh-huh)
Fuck a play fight, your paper too light (Lightweight)
I'm out in France, I might stay for two nights (Chill)
Don't ever think I'm too nice, I'll put you on ice like a soft drink (Nigga)
You niggas know the forte
At night, covered with a quarter million
Or somethin' in a thong, long hair, Brazilian (Okay)
Brilliance, BM steering wheel grip (Grip it)
My doors is lookin' like gills on a fish (Yeah)
This is bliss, when I spray, I don't miss
You're layin' in piss; nigga, that's just the way it is
This is bliss, when I spray, I don't miss
You're layin' in piss, then I'm outtie in a A6
Marc, nigga
