[ruck]
Got all my magnum n***az in here, word up
Sean peeeeeeeee
Yeah, yeah, yeah, word is bond
Word up, m-f-c
Hah, word up, yeah, yeah
Smack this n***a son, word up, hit him
Yo, n***az is pipsqueaks, thinkin sh**'s sweet
I come discrete, turn your a** into mincemeat
Ever since heat, got pulled from the waistline
With the ba**line kick and snare, duke i make your click aware
So please god, never say jack sh** to sean p
Before i launch three shots directly at your army
Word is bond, we be on some sh** to the two-thou
Loose mouth n***az catch a hole in they goosedown
Down, down, down-down, down-down-down, down
Down, down, down, down-down, down-down
Down-town, jumped off the train on ebbets
Walkin down the street, bump into my n***a kevin
Whattup ruck? i ain't seen your a** in the seven
You still bustin motherf**in shots at the reverand?
Hell no i replied, elbows was applied
Threw his monkey-a**, pulled out the heat, step aside
Oh sh** yo wha**up wha**up
Yo son, yo, oh-oahh!
*ahahahahahahahah*
*ahahahahahahahahaha*
*ahahahahahahahah*
f** you shoot him for man? he just asked you a question
f** that, don't ask no questions in my sh**
Word is bond, i don't like that, yo word up
Yo f** them, yo f** you
f** that cat, word up
Sean peeeeeeeeeeeee
*this, is the diary of sean wigginz*
*recognize, motherf**er*
*use your head for more than a f**in hatrack*
*punk motherf**ers, word up*
*m-f-c, for life!*