lirik lagu sean price & small professor - john gotti
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[verse 1: sean price]
yeah
outlandish, i brandish the weapon of m-ss
destruction, i cut ’em, i’m bustin’ yo’ -ss
sucka–ss cats be sufferin’ succotash
sylvester, still wreck you, f-ck’s this trash? (woo)
i’m sean price (price) and the price is millions
gang-raid mother, the soul of a thousand children
half god body, other half rob zombie
lift chrome, gets dissed on like i’m john gotti
investin’ in chrome, sylvester stallone
first blood, the first slug rest in ya dome
uh, the man stunt with the god step
i’m old school like manhuntin’ the projects
believe it, dude
undisputable bars, you far from believable
i epitomize fuzzy
then dignify sky-rise that signified bugsy
[verse 2: ag da coroner]
‘dro indo, a nine milly, my truly fly
lay a n-gga out like cochise in cooley high
headshots, death shots, red tops
mediterranean cuisine at the best spots
à la carte or whole menu for wifey
baby backs with good head and some nikes
don’t take me lightly
half these suckas, they wanna fight me
what’s they reason? they girl want a piping
popped the e and drunk the forty ’til they said i was hyphy
this ain’t no live feed, this is my life, g
a crazy puerto rican, split your head to the white meat
get a n-gga hit up in the bing when the kite leave
it’s coronelli capone
i’m the reason e.t. phone home, ’cause he p-ssy
pop-off on the rookies
the empire get fired upon, and quickly
[verse 3: guilty simpson]
i don’t hit weed, the weed hits me, i’m just g
don’t ask if i rap, i emcee
i rhyme dangerous, trigger finger hand gestures
won’t spell it out, i’m illiterate to all sign language
i’m anguish, workin’ ya nerves, purgin’ the verbs
never been a nerd with the words
no i don’t splurge on a bird, she gets nada
burnin’ herb on the block, no ???
but still i feel a power surge
find me where the dollars merge
beat your shot clock ‘fore you chop a bird
choose your sport from where the users snort
and violate rules in court
like a black john gotti style
blowin’ trial in a pair of crocodiles
andyeah, we still the hottest out
where the fake sh-t is not allowed
[verse 4: your old droog]
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