Smoke DZA, Sean Price - Fuck Your Mother lyrics

La Musica de Harry Fraud p!
DZA what's good? Brownsville harlem let's go
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I will rock your knot, bitch
Remain emotionless, on some Doctor Spock shit
Robonik, Inspector Gadget with ratchets
Go-go four-four blood in your bath bitch
Listen, I will bash your brain
With a walking stick
Bitch felt the wrath of Kane
Bullets make you dance, scoop
And scrap lover
Fuck firearms fam, we could scrap sucka
This nigga said he know 52
Shot up in the elbow
Let's see what that shit can do
You whack! P hatin'
Date rape Satan, initiate Freemason
Niggas take the oath
Go cover bloods from the fuckin' sacred goat
What the fuck that mean?
Sean Price the nicest nigga
That's on Buckshot Team p!

You fuck with me I'll have her
Tied up in the crib like fuck your mother
She's a stupid little bitch
I banged her about ten times a night, bitch
She ain't nothin' but a little sprite

Riiiiight! Kiss the motherfuckin' ring
We on some mob shit
Shit on that pity party, fuck that sob shit
Disrespect you, open neck you, hog spit
Have my man Blizz violate your carcass
Frank Matthews, catch me if you can
Treat a hatin' ass nigga like Spam
Ignored him
You ain't cop that piece from the district
You copped that from Fordham
You don't come straight for the re-up, nigga
Always be shorten
Always talkin' that bread shit
But when them niggas come out
On them big toys
You be on some givin' head shit
Kill yourself, your whole life is whack
Thirty-five and still sellin' crack?
Grow up nigga
The other day lil' homie copped a Benz
Call yourself a kingpin and you're
Still coppin' twenty grams
Fuck outta here nigga, scram, you a peon
You should get peed on
R Kelly style, little niggas trilly wild

Good job you fuckin' pricks
It's Sean Price and DZA fuck your mother

KushedGod, bitch