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 nice with the hands, watch me punch up your face
Dig in pockets, leave you right where you stand
Gotta, bitch that live in Japan
Black belts, suck dick, chop bricks with her
Arigato, Sean Price slick like el
piece suit in the booth, ain't shit cute
Might, smack off your smile, go to court with a suit
Smack the half, after trial
Plead the fifth, y'all niggaz plead the
Don't your face fucked up, now your knees is scraped, I'm buggin'
E-pills, mushrooms, and
Got that nigga Sean Price in the 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
footprints in grains of sand, it's
(Sean P) the of force, the magnum deliver
In his presence, rappers for shiver
(Sean P), the six ' one, weighing an even 200
Lord help you if you double stacked up and
It's (Sean P), under rated, in the game
Allow me to tell these heads, what's ya name (Sean P)

(Sean Price)
ain't as nice as me
And if they is, wouldn't been Sean
That's fucked up for you, you 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, rhyming for
No partners, just P, I'm lightin' the
Niggaz said I my image, when 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
Niggaz runnin' up, askin' bout Rock, I send y'all to heaven
Motherfucker, ask God 'Pac
Ask about B.I.G., motherfucker ask Pun
Gangsta can't fight, so they rap about guns one

(Chorus)