Luyện nghe bài hát Onion Head

(Sean Price)
Bitch harm me, the swiss army in my hand
Know that shit corny, but it can end the 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 live in
Black belts, dick, chop bricks with her hand
Arigato, Sean Price like el gato
Three piece suit in the booth, ain't shit
Might, smack off half your smile, go to court with a
Smack the other half, after
the fifth, y'all niggaz plead the eighth
Don't leave 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 all time great
New York, the M.C. nigga, the all state

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

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

(Chorus)