Sean Price - It's Nothing Freestyle lyrics

Yo, I eat your food dawg, the Eukanuba chewer
Shooting my luger
You bitch niggas know the maneuver
It's Sean Price, Dutch Master
Rolling some stink dank
With a big gun and shells that'll
Pop at your think tank
Now back to the topic at hand
Glock in my hand
Pop it and scram, salat with Saddam
Mom's like "Leave them drugs alone boy
You gon' die"
That's the pot calling the kettle black
I know her ass high i'm sober
Shit, Kennedy Fried Chicken specials
Come with free soda you ball hurtin'
Leave a scar pa murkin'
Through the woods like LeVar Burton
With his heart hurtin' heavy breathing
Run nigga run!

I beat on niggas get deep on niggas
Chew the concrete up and
Spit street on niggas
Never been to sleep with
I will creep on niggas
With the heat till they ride
Out the Jeep with niggas
First of all half these bastards gay
I should blast the trey
Fuck it, knock 'em out Cassius Clay
Fucking punks jump up to get beat down
The pump go dumping and throw heat
Down all on your mug
Sean Price showing all of your love
Black, whites, Canadians
Hindus, Jews, Japs and Arabians
Haitian niggas on the corner, sop I say
Cop that yay'
Get knocked guess it's not out Akh day
Fucking punks be fronting in the street now
Punks get lumped up in street
Now fucking with Sean
Half the time I write but
Sometimes I'm wrong but
Fuck it's nothing I'm Sean motherfucker yeah