Sean Price - Jamaican lyrics

[Hook] It go one, two, three The crew is called B.C.C And if you wanna get with Sean P Grab your pistol let your clip pop Oh no [Verse One] I'm the signified monkey on the tree poppin' the bullsh** 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 f** is that? Reggaeton? Nah n***a 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 n***as is a** cheeks sh** you really do would make a n***a wanna blast heat Nah stop the violence, f** that, let your clip pop I need some dead prez-idents, this sh** Bigger Than Hip Hop Funny style n***as get hit, f** 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 some Therapy Dr. Phil, cop a pill, still feel no better B Wanna live then? On my side is where you better be [Hook] [Verse Two] 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 f** 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 f**in' just as much as I love shootin' sh** Red Light District got a n***a goin' Ludacris No pun intended, gun intended to k** so If you not with that bullsh** then chill yo Brownsville Never ran never will Unless you strapped and I'm not, f** it I gotta peel P! [Hook]