Sean Price - Westside Story Freestyle lyrics

Yo, rain, fire and Ruck let the heat pour
Niggas like "Ruck
The fuck you rhymin' to this beat for?"
Listen life is like a motherfuckin' seesaw
One minute you hot and the
Next "Yo where's Rock?" none of ya biz
Fuck around and run in ya crib
Your wife like "He ain't here"
Throw some at your wiz
Niggas runnin' up on me till
The trey pound click
Talkin' 'bout "Ruck let's battle" on
Some 8 Mile shit i'm like
"Nigga my name ain't B rabbit
It's Sean Price
Big Ruckus when bustin' these ratchets
Or call me 'Gay Basher' when
Snuffin' up these faggots"
Y'all niggas ain't tough
When you're frontin', stay passive
Yo, pass the dutch on the left hand side
Sean Gone Till November stole Wyclef' ride
Bob Backlund, car jackin', New Jersey drivin'
Y'all niggas ain't think about rappin'
Till you heard me rhymin', what!