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sean price - one two ya'll lyrics

[intro: sean price]
yo, yo, one two y’all
one two one two, one two y’all (p)
huh
one two y’all, you don’t stop
one two y’all, you don’t stop
p
yo

[verse 1: sean price]
y’all motherf-ckers do it for the love of the rap
i do it for the love of the rap, and the dubs and the ‘lac
do it for a dub of the black, in the club with the gat
do it for the thugs in the back, who be hustlin’ crack
stop, y’all n-ggas brand new to the game
my gun blow, land two in ya brain (one two)
when it’s all said and done, we gon’ see what’s up
holla at rock, he probably with ruck
now and forever, my n-gga sean price the boss
slap n-ggas talking ’bout a mike tyson loss
i’m a broke rapper, hope that you like to floss
plus a gold sn-tcher, four clapper, lights is off
none of y’all nice, all of y’all wack
and this .38 snubnose is pressed in the small of ya back
y’all n-ggas got hand sk!lls but can you brawl with the gat?
rosa park n-ggas fall to the back, sean p

[hook: sean price]
one two y’all (y’all), and you don’t stop (stop)
feel the beat y’all (y’all), when the drums drop (drop)
it’s sean p, y’all, and ya don’t stop (stop)
rustee juxx, boot camp, big ruck and rock (rock)
one two y’all (y’all), and you don’t quit (quit)
sean p, big ruck is the ultimate
one two y’all (y’all), and you don’t stop (stop)
’cause you won’t stop (stop), and i don’t stop (stop)

[verse 2: sean price]
on the fourth of july, jamaican n-ggas rock corduroy shorts
sip guinness stoute, forty’s in quarts
drunk and high, skunk and thai
pop’s did tango & cash, just once and he died
why follow his path, tryna straight demolish ya staff
back out the fifth, and hollow ya -ss
back when buckshot was making “who got da props”
i was on the strip, who got the rocks? p
trained by a vet, aimin’ the sket, bangin’ ya chest
flamin’ ya flesh, straight david koresh, ooh
you can bullsh-t with rap if you want
f-ck bullsh-t, and catch a full clip up in your back when i dump
f-cking no name idiots, kurt cobain cocaine cigarette
plain lame, acting ignorant
l1ckin’ it, ain’t playin’, hittin’ sh-t
still maintain, entertain, still getting it

[verse 3: sean price]
i got a glock with a clock on the top
so when you pop it or not, you know what motherf-ckin’ time it is
ya girl, on the top of my c-ck, you feel the snot in the box
you like, ‘that b-tch, grimey, kid’
curious george n-ggas need to mind they biz
‘fore i f-ck around and find your crib
open the door, hoping for war, scoping the four
get on some disrespectful sh-t and start groping ya wh0r-
she got c0ke in the drawers, no doubt, crack in the -ss
i pulled it out the crack of her -ss

[hook: sean price]
one two y’all (y’all), and you don’t stop (stop)
feel the beat y’all (y’all), when the drums drop (drop)
it’s sean p, y’all, and ya don’t stop (stop)
rustee juxx, boot camp, big ruck and rock (rock)
one two y’all (y’all), and you don’t quit (quit)
sean p, big ruck is the ultimate (one two)
one two y’all (y’all), and you don’t stop (stop)
’cause you won’t stop (stop), and i don’t stop n-gga
(one two)

- sean price lyrics

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