Luyện nghe bài hát Onion Head

(Sean Price)
Bitch harm me, the swiss army knife in my
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 your pockets, leave you right you stand
Gotta, dime that live in Japan
Black belts, suck dick, chop with her hand
Arigato, Price slick like el gato
piece suit in the booth, ain't shit cute
Might, smack off half smile, go to court with a suit
Smack the other half, after
Plead the fifth, y'all 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 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
Left footprints in grains of sand,
(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 these onion heads, what's ya (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
again, punk rappers need to grab up a pen
Write some ill shit, nigga, and let the begin
Rhymin' for dough, no money, pa, rhyming for
No partners, just P, I'm lightin' the
Niggaz said I lost my image, I cut off my dreads
But I'm the nicest nigga out duke, what you said
Let it be known, ring embedded with stone
So when I punch you in the head, the shit'll up your dome
runnin' up, askin' bout Rock, I send y'all wacks to heaven
Motherfucker, ask God 'Pac
Ask B.I.G., motherfucker ask about Pun
Gangsta rappers fight, so they rap about guns one

(Chorus)