Luyện nghe bài hát Onion Head

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

(Chorus: Tek (Sean Price))
From, coast to coast, he the land
Left footprints in grains of sand,
(Sean P) the soldier of force, the deliver
In his presence, holding for shiver
It's (Sean P), the six ' one, weighing an 200
Lord you if you double stacked up and blunted
It's (Sean P), under rated, best in the
me to tell these onion heads, what's ya name (Sean P)

(Sean Price)
Motherfuckers as nice as me
And if they is, they wouldn't Sean
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 lost my image, when I cut off my
But I'm the nicest nigga out duke, fuck what you
Let it be known, gold ring embedded stone
So when I punch you in the head, the shit'll up your dome
Niggaz runnin' up, askin' bout Rock, I send y'all wacks to
Motherfucker, ask God about
Ask about B.I.G., ask about Pun
Gangsta rappers fight, so they rap about guns one

(Chorus)