La Musica de Harry Fraud [Sean Price] P! DZA what's good? Brownsville. Harlem. Let's go P!
[Verse 1 Sean Price] I will rock your knot, bitch Remain emotionless, on some Doctor Spock shit Robonik, Inspector Gadget with ratchets Go-go four-four blood in your bath bitch Listen, I will bash your brain With a walking stick, bitch felt the wrath of Kane Bullets make you dance, scoop, and scrap lover Fuck firearms fam, we could scrap sucka This nigga said he know 52 Shot up in the elbow, let's see what that shit can do You whack! P. hatin' Date rape Satan, initiate Freemason Niggas take the oath Go cover bloods from the fuckin' sacred goat What the fuck that mean? Sean Price the nicest nigga that's on Buckshot Team P!
[Break x2] You fuck with me I'll have her tied up in the crib Like fuck your mother, she's a stupid little bitch I banged her about ten times a night, bitch She ain't nothin' but a little sprite
[Verse 2 Smoke DZA] Riiiiight! Kiss the motherfuckin' ring, we on some mob shit Shit on that pity party, fuck that sob shit Disrespect you, open neck you, hog spit Have my man Blizz violate your carcass Frank Matthews, catch me if you can Treat a hatin' ass nigga like Spam, ignored him You ain't cop that piece from the district, you copped that from Fordham You don't come straight for the re-up, nigga, always be shorten Always talkin' that bread shit But when them niggas come out on them big toys You be on some givin' head shit Kill yourself, your whole life is whack Thirty-five and still sellin' crack? Grow up nigga The other day lil' homie copped a Benz Call yourself a kingpin and you're still coppin' twenty grams Fuck outta here nigga, scram, you a peon You should get peed on R Kelly style, little niggas trilly wild
[Break] Good job you fuckin' pricks It's Sean Price and DZA Fuck your mother