Sean Price - Long Fifth Goodnight lyrics

Listen, motherfuck you and whatever
You stand for shoot the club up
Leave blood on the dance floor
Niggas can't score, the game is fucked up
That ain't true, Ruck
That's just your dumb luck
Stupid ass niggas, Ruger blast niggas
Roll the kush, light it up to and pass niggas
You still ass nigga, shoot the fair one
To constitute your style I got
The right to bear guns
So I walk around town with
The pound strapped down
Back a nigga down, slap him with a round
Niggas claiming they kings 'til I
Clap in in the crown
Now he the court jester
We laughing at you clowns
Laugh now, cry later
You kiss my ass goodbye but I'm back
Hi haters welcome to Bucktown USA
Where I slap niggas using
The trey-eight all day