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sean price - sean price & flood freestyle lyrics

[verse one: sean price]
ayo, i ain’t a mad rapper
i ain’t no back packer
i’m just a cat who will smack black off of wack rappers
n-ggas acting like they really gon’ get me
but the motherf-ckers is faker than silicon t-tties
p!
r. to the i.c.e
see you n-ggas in h-ll with a gl-ss of ice for my tea
that’s just the way that i be
like a b-tch who like it rough so i’m trying to f-ck laila ali
trying to make dumb dollars like diddy and dash
make you motherf-cks hollar while you give me some cash
b-tches hear the brokest rapper you know
and they still be like, “ruck what the f-ck you doing after the show?”
i’m like, “chill with my wife, chill with my son
before i, k!ll with my knife, i’m ill with my gun.”
yo six million ways to die, choose gun
add sean price, that’s like six million and one
yo, yo, yo, yo

[flood diesel]
yo
here i come
the wicked one like mum ra
yeah run!
this the one they warn you about
that’s son and ’em
n-ggas from the brook-nam government
the flood and sh-t
n-ggas said “he prolly got a gun on him”
my origin
deep like a f-cking arcade
and these n-ggas weak, yeah b-tter parkay
i’m out in these streets selling pellets of cocaine
i nearly got knocked, i’m like “f-ck it” the whole thang
whole thing?
my hustle ring is like phone book
plus my pinky ring is just so hook
ask them n-ggas how i got you shook
try to front, that’s the best you do
that’s the same way he left his hood
now he dead looking not so good

- sean price lyrics

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