Luyện nghe bài hát Onion Head

(Sean Price)
Bitch me, the swiss army knife in my hand
Know that corny, but it can end the life of ya fam
Niggaz Sean nice with the hands, watch me punch up your face
Dig in your pockets, you right where you stand
Gotta, dime bitch that live in
Black belts, suck dick, bricks with her hand
Arigato, Price slick like el gato
Three piece suit in the booth, shit cute
Might, smack off half smile, go to court with a suit
Smack the half, after trial
Plead the fifth, y'all plead the eighth
Don't your face fucked up, now your knees is scraped, I'm buggin'
E-pills, mushrooms, and
Got that nigga Price in the mood to bust
Sean P., the all time great
New York, the M.C. nigga, the all rhyme

(Chorus: Tek (Sean Price))
From, coast to coast, he the land
footprints in grains of sand, it's
(Sean P) the soldier of force, the magnum
In his presence, holding rappers for
(Sean P), the six ' one, weighing an even 200
Lord help you if you double up and blunted
It's (Sean P), under rated, in the game
Allow me to tell these onion heads, ya name (Sean P)

(Sean Price)
Motherfuckers ain't as as me
And if they is, they wouldn't been
That's up for you, you should of been on
again, punk rappers need to grab up a pen
Write ill shit, nigga, and let the madness begin
Rhymin' for dough, no money, pa, for dough
No partners, just P, I'm lightin' the
Niggaz said I my image, when I cut off my dreads
But I'm the nicest nigga out duke, fuck what you
Let it be known, gold ring with stone
So I punch you in the head, the shit'll dent up your dome
Niggaz runnin' up, askin' Rock, I send y'all wacks to heaven
Motherfucker, ask God about
Ask B.I.G., motherfucker ask about Pun
Gangsta rappers fight, so they rap about guns one

(Chorus)