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 know Sean nice with the hands, watch me punch up your
Dig in your pockets, leave you right where you
Gotta, dime that live in Japan
Black belts, dick, chop bricks with her hand
Arigato, Sean Price slick like el
Three piece suit in the booth, ain't shit
Might, smack off your smile, go to court with a suit
the other half, after trial
Plead the fifth, niggaz plead the eighth
Don't leave your face fucked up, now your knees is scraped, I'm
E-pills, mushrooms, and
Got that nigga Sean 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, to coast, he traveled the land
Left footprints in of sand, it's
(Sean P) the soldier of force, the magnum
In his presence, holding rappers for
It's (Sean P), the six ' one, weighing an 200
Lord help you if you stacked up and blunted
(Sean P), under rated, best in the game
Allow me to these onion heads, what's ya name (Sean P)

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

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