Sean Price - Rising to the Top lyrics

[Sean Price] Yeah, we all cool, pa, anybody can get it Winchester Remington's, any shotty I'll hit it Yo, dress sloppy, but my rap is dapper Watch Rosewood go outside and slap a cracker Yo, various styles and, various hot sh** k**ed a n***a on a train with Barry Slotnick, dude Bottom line, you ain't ready for Ruck Where your girl, duke, I'm ready to f** Do the knowledge, I'm ill Especially when the god swallowing pills Spaz out on your b**h while she gobble my dill All my n***as went through drama, for real Ruck dred, Agallah, body armor steel, squar from the ville Untouchable, Sean Conner's got k** Ya'll n***as chill before ya moma get k**ed, yo Untouchable, Sean Conner's got k** Ya'll n***as chill before ya moma get k**ed, yo [Hook 2x: Agallah] And we gon' give this all that we got Blow the spot, keep rising to the top All my n***as, keep rising to the top [Agallah] Everyone welcome to the gangsta world of Agallah Where it's me and my n***as, my b**hes, my guns and my cars My dogs don't care, they'll k** these rap stars I like ridin' around with a gangsta broad I'mma gangsta dog, go with the shotty, or I'm shankin' y'all Wind up in prison, no thanks to y'all Come back to the block, then I break y'all balls Get murked right on the spot, so we don't have to brawl Listen up, pa, don't f** with Agallah None of these n***as could never see the catalog I don't give a f** if it's digital or an*log I flip, to any style, pa, press record Give me a million, that's how you blessed the lord Bullsh** me? I won't even step to y'all Consider the sh**, this is what I left with y'all Look at all the hot sh**, that I kept from y'all [Hook 2x] [Hook: Agallah, Sean Price] It's music in the air, a lots of loving everywhere Everybody, gettin' right, everybody, gettin' right It's smoke all in the air, everybody wanna share n***as is gettin' high, n***as is gettin' high [Sean Price] I love spittin raps and flows, I love gettin' stacks of dough Like I love hittin' rats and hoes I've been to club, where the stash is yo Why you bumpin' me, god, actin' up in front of company, god Got some sh** up in the trunk of my car We can fight right now, you get lumped in the bar Bottom line duke; f** who you are Spit two gem stars out my mouth, give you a couple of scars [Agallah] The flame from Ruck and Agallah, and lendin' y'all spitly We come through like this from Brooklyn, my n***as hopin' sh**ly While n***as like Blick Street that be reppin' with me My n***a Ike Eyes, yo I call him Ike Hitly It's Agal-litly, featuring Sean Printly We don't waste no time, we take care of this quickly For real my nitly, it's about to get off the hitly For sh**ly, you know where I'm at, my n***a, hit me And God be with me, through the streets I move switfly You want war, with a n***a, pa, then come and get me [Hook 2x] [Hook]