Sean Price - Slap Boxing Lyrics
[Featuring: Rock & Ruste Juxx][Sean Price]My son got a gun, I say shoot, that's where the gat'll sprayMake these faggot niggaz go that a way, runYour fab five is jumping, big knives, guns, bats and sticks***** all that rapping shitGive a ***** about your bar with the verse, put pa in a hearseBest bet is throw your car in reverseYou can act up if you want, clapped up in ya frontPull ya chest and ya back, skit left hooded laughY'all niggaz do the row when I rhymeMatter fact use a gun when I rhyme, yoI throw shots from the back of the roverChickenwing Bob Backlund, that tag on your sofaNiggaz actin' like they don't know Sean, til IRun up on 'em, smack 'em up with the fo'fo namFocus the fire, throw shots, hopin' you die smokin'Alot after the toast is retired, mother*****er[Rustee Juxx]Yo, *****ing with Juxx, you already know what crime it isHard body beat breaking, that's what kinda rhyme it isKingston Ave., you already know who grind it isBlack beretta, special opt, that's what kinda nine it isBody the wax, first I grab 'em by the neckThen I throw the sawed shotty to backCold blooded, black hearted, swing the mac retardedMy weed clientele, excel my crack marketShawshank swangeler, monster track manglerWild cowboy, two hosters on my wrangler'sBarbarian, I'm a savage, street vikingBullet street striking, faster than grease lightningSpit volcano, rain, hail, fireCuz misery sell millions, and pain sell haterFiend for the foam, my throne is indestructableNiggaz like 'word, son, them niggaz cant ***** withyou'[Rock]Aiyo, I kick the ground when I walkI mean that shit get towned when I walkThe pound, and they get be down for ya thoughtsThey be on the ground with the thoughts, have ya thoughtsAll over the ground in the park, make a sound when I talkShhhh, it is the greatest, underrated MCNiggaz hate but don't say it to me, they get caste in the threeThe move that you making is peace, ready to Jason, is to be likeDamn, keep these niggaz away from the grease, pleaseBad news, gun click
