Sean Price - Dead Price lyrics

[Verse 1: Sean Price] Yeah, P! (Zed's Dead) Yo, (let's go) Listen Ayo, I don't give a f** about, what you give a f** about What you give a f** about,I don't give a f** about Shut your mouth, cut your spouse, special victim unit Drive-by, fly guy, the sket will hit your buick Never let the music, dictate the policy Promise me you'll never rap again fam honestly Been around the world and heard all kinds of verses Whatever it's worth, I curse, your verse is worthless You on a stage shirtless, exposing your taco meat I'm on the game first sh**, behold the rocker heat I'm on beat with the soft flow standards No beef with a Jo-Jo dancer I'm better than whoever you know raps Oh, you know him? f** it, his flows wack I blow stacks on kicks and clothes You so wack, you a b**h for sho. (P!) [Music Break: Zeds Dead] [Verse 2: Sean Price] (Listen) Yo, I don't give a sh** about what you give a sh** about Cause what you give a sh** about, I don't give a sh** about Kick him out, dick in mouth, kick it b**h, spit it out Have my dick soften while she's spitting in chicken broth Imma go Shoo-Doo do n***a you wack Just some motherf**ing bubba-loo-doo n***a Generally, General Lee, I smack your racist face off for f**ing with P Par for par the best barbarian sean The arm, the double leg, arm, head of the don Head from a broad, I was the head of the cla** Now you got a lot of kids, but i'm better with math Count your blessings, count your toes Can't feel extremities off a ounce of blow I'm not one of them n***as that will dance in clubs I take pills, coke, and I dance on d**. (P!) YO! [Music Drop: Zeds Dead]