Sean Price - Boom Bye Yeah lyrics

[Intro] Shut the f** up and record the sh** man, before I come out there and beat the sh** out you B Boom Bye Yeah n***a [5 Ft.] Yeah, come on, yeah come on Throw ya hands up, yeah yeah Sean P! Sean P! Blast these n***az son! [Sean Price] You can catch me in ya tenement, doing too much d** Straight Jimi Hendrexin', pop the drinker, my mom's on dope Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both Poppin' some pills, sniffin' a line, drinkin' some wine Up in the club, grabbin' my gun, f**ing my shine Bling bling, bling bling, it's a Sean Price thing Too many clowns want the crown, but it only one king I'm, the King ask Rock, there is none higher b**h a** n***az, better call me sire Burn my kingdom, must use fire Big bag of weed, a dutch and some Eazy Rider Yo, Ruck at it, drug habit and all Bust matics, chrome static I ain't f**in' with y'all Don't get my hands dirty, I got goons that spray Quick to k** a motherf**er, like boom bye yeah Dru Ha, what up, yeah yeah Buckshot, what up, yeah yeah Big Rock, what up, yo yo Tek and Steel what up, yo yo "First name Sean, last name Price" [Sean Price] I step in the ring, weighin an even two hundred Lost twenty pounds in e-ville, f**in around with E pills So I took a trip to Jacklin Lane Got my weight back like that when I snatched the chain Keep it hardcore, far more than the average And job core, I smoke more than ya ba*tards Y'all n***az ain't f**in' with Ruck Whylin' out like it's dust in my dutch, motherf**er Stupid b**hes think the god got plenty dough Just because they sober, motherf**er I pull any jones Have to step back and laugh at these hoes I'm Sean Price, the brokest rapper you know, nice to meet ya Ike Turner when rockin' the wife beater You step on my toes, hoes and you wiping my sneakers Rustee Juxx, what up, yo yo Illa Noyz, what up, yo yo Elroy, what up, yo yo Sephlo, what up, yo yo "First name Sean, last name Price" [Sean Price] You can say what you want, just spell my First name Sean, last name Price n***az I'm David Ruffin in the flesh f**ed up in the game, but never the less, I'm the best, yo n***az be rhymin' bout nothing I rhyme about nothing, and sound like something I used to sell crack and listen to Redman Now I smoke black, while I'm gettin' some head, damn Sean Price, always broker than most That's why the gunsmoke chokin' ya folks, stick 'em up Put ya hands where my eyes can see Yo, this ain't Busta Rhymes, bung, bust a nine Bung, roughest and toughest, so don't f** with mine I will, snuff 'em and cut 'em, before he f** with mine, yo