Sean Price, Rock (Heltah Skeltah) - P-Body lyrics
[Sean Price, Rock Heltah Skeltah - P-Body lyrics]
(P!) word up, Sean P (BODY) , P-Body
"Knowhatimsayin', I mean this is me"
Aiyo the arm leg leg or arm, head Megatron
Decipticon Sean duke you know my name
Fuck around and send your ass
Back from where you came
Back in the dirt, back in the earth
Back off my turf
Clap cowards, black power, black, red
Green and shit smoke sour
Sell powder cuz crack heads be needin shit
Pssh, I'm in the hotel with ganja
Dope needles, Don Cheadle, Hotel Rwanda
Go get your partner, Rock ain't here nigga
Go get your momma, my cock right here
I got this here
It's a different doctrine here
Fuck if the cops aware
You get popped in here
Listen, I fear no man but God
Matter fact, duke I am the God, P-Body
Four eyes, two arms and three shotties
Got shit on lock like Irv and Gene Gotti
A mean mami from Puerto Rico who sell pedico
And for the right price princess
Will pop at your people p-Body
"Knowhatimsayin', I mean this is me"
P! Pound for pound perfection
And punch potholes in pretenders
Pay attention it's gon pop off
Body get beat, embody the street
Anybody get bodied when it's beef
Introducing P-Body
Supposed lie to cops and tell
The truth in the booth
Instead you tell the truth to the
Cops and lie in the booth
Fucking backward ass rappers get smacked
With the gat happily
Boom-shack-shack and the cannon
Backup your faculty
The left hook'll shatter your chin
Similar to Darryl Dawkins when
He shattered the rim
Niggas get mad at my Timbz and
My thousand dollar jeans on, yeah
Boot Camp, bitch recognize my team's strong
Nigga, kneel down, kiss the ring
R kelly a verse when I piss on your sixteen
Nigga rap Prime Minister, pa, President P
Pop off my pistol partially
Parched pass the tea truth be told
God top rankin' I'm not thinking
Saying whatever
Love it when I put it together
Listen, y'all bitch niggas probably Punani
I bust a shot, you start running for mommy
P-Body
P! Pound for pound perfection
And punch potholes in pretenders
Pay attention it's gon pop off
Body get beat, embody the street
Anybody get bodied when it's beef
Introducing P-Body
Partnah, we practically pioneered
This position
You punks pop shit, he popping the heaters
You gon see a body, somebody gon be a body
Somebody gon' probably need a body transplant
P-Body
Listen this is the BCC, and double D
In the 2k6, we make hit's
We make chips, I'm always stacking my dough
Can't be the "Brokest Rapper You Know"
P-Body yeah, get money or get lost
Or get your shit split
We lickin the fifth off
This ain't no gangsta rap
How many muthafuckin gangsters rap, listen
I mean, truthfully you might think you that
But overall duke I think you wack, P-Body
The name is new, the face the same
The judge is wack, the case is lame
I love the rap but I hate the game
Matter fact, bitch, what's my name, P-Body
"Knowhatimsayin', I mean this is me"
Aiyo the arm leg leg or arm, head Megatron
Decipticon Sean duke you know my name
Fuck around and send your ass
Back from where you came
Back in the dirt, back in the earth
Back off my turf
Clap cowards, black power, black, red
Green and shit smoke sour
Sell powder cuz crack heads be needin shit
Pssh, I'm in the hotel with ganja
Dope needles, Don Cheadle, Hotel Rwanda
Go get your partner, Rock ain't here nigga
Go get your momma, my cock right here
I got this here
It's a different doctrine here
Fuck if the cops aware
You get popped in here
Listen, I fear no man but God
Matter fact, duke I am the God, P-Body
Four eyes, two arms and three shotties
Got shit on lock like Irv and Gene Gotti
A mean mami from Puerto Rico who sell pedico
And for the right price princess
Will pop at your people p-Body
"Knowhatimsayin', I mean this is me"
P! Pound for pound perfection
And punch potholes in pretenders
Pay attention it's gon pop off
Body get beat, embody the street
Anybody get bodied when it's beef
Introducing P-Body
Supposed lie to cops and tell
The truth in the booth
Instead you tell the truth to the
Cops and lie in the booth
Fucking backward ass rappers get smacked
With the gat happily
Boom-shack-shack and the cannon
Backup your faculty
The left hook'll shatter your chin
Similar to Darryl Dawkins when
He shattered the rim
Niggas get mad at my Timbz and
My thousand dollar jeans on, yeah
Boot Camp, bitch recognize my team's strong
Nigga, kneel down, kiss the ring
R kelly a verse when I piss on your sixteen
Nigga rap Prime Minister, pa, President P
Pop off my pistol partially
Parched pass the tea truth be told
God top rankin' I'm not thinking
Saying whatever
Love it when I put it together
Listen, y'all bitch niggas probably Punani
I bust a shot, you start running for mommy
P-Body
P! Pound for pound perfection
And punch potholes in pretenders
Pay attention it's gon pop off
Body get beat, embody the street
Anybody get bodied when it's beef
Introducing P-Body
Partnah, we practically pioneered
This position
You punks pop shit, he popping the heaters
You gon see a body, somebody gon be a body
Somebody gon' probably need a body transplant
P-Body
Listen this is the BCC, and double D
In the 2k6, we make hit's
We make chips, I'm always stacking my dough
Can't be the "Brokest Rapper You Know"
P-Body yeah, get money or get lost
Or get your shit split
We lickin the fifth off
This ain't no gangsta rap
How many muthafuckin gangsters rap, listen
I mean, truthfully you might think you that
But overall duke I think you wack, P-Body
The name is new, the face the same
The judge is wack, the case is lame
I love the rap but I hate the game
Matter fact, bitch, what's my name, P-Body