Luyện nghe bài hát Onion Head

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

(Chorus: Tek (Sean Price))
From, coast to coast, he traveled the
footprints in grains of sand, it's
(Sean P) the of force, the magnum deliver
In his presence, rappers 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, in the game
Allow me to tell these onion heads, ya name (Sean P)

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

(Chorus)