Sean Price - Jamaican lyrics

It go one, two, three the crew is called BCC
And if you wanna get with Sean P
Grab your pistol let your clip pop oh, no

I'm the signified monkey on the
Tree poppin' the bullshit
Broken limbs made me fall
I'm still poppin' the full clip
In the street with my heat
Never small always heavy holmes
Spanish ma what the fuck is that? Reggaeton?
Nah nigga get a phone and call your man up
Tell him it's stick up when he see me
Put your hands up man up, man what?
Y'all niggas is ass cheeks
Shit you really do would make
A nigga wanna blast heat
Nah stop the violence, fuck that
Let your clip pop
I need some dead prez-idents
This shit Bigger Than Hip Hop
Funny style niggas get hit
Fuck is you Chris Rock?
Rich comedians be gettin' robbed
For they wrist watch
Sean Price the name and
Robbery's my pedigree
Kleptomaniacs is Nocturnal, I need Therapy
Dr phil, cop a pill, still feel no better B
Wanna live then? On my side
Is where you better be

Manhattan keeps on making it
Brooklyn keep on taking it
Brooklyn keep on taking it
Yeah, Brooklyn keep on taking it
BK all day, all day BK
Big Ruck, Sean Price, Brownsville PJ's
Spray shots at gay cops like "make my day"
Make my night fuck around I take your life
Take my knife matter of fact, hold my shirt
Wanna fight pah, hold this first bonk bonk
Y'all know my style and
Respectize my technique
Mergin' with a virgin leavin' blood
On the bed sheet i love fuckin' just as much
As I love shootin' shit
Red Light District got a nigga goin' Ludacris
No pun intended, gun intended to kill so
If you not with that bullshit then chill yo
Brownsville never ran never will
Unless you strapped and I'm not
Fuck it I gotta peel p!