Sean Price - Jacka** Number 2 lyrics

[Verse 1: Flood] I set up in Balt'more Selling the (sniff) off-shore n***as is all soft My AK is so long I expose y'all Flood is not the quiet storm I's with Sean Price Whipping the Acura on you all Rappers get all the fun But street n***as got all the guns Three and a half for each one, I'm not hummastuntin' I just play humble frontin' Funny like the Naked Gun So when the cops come, they don't even ask me nothin' Rappers be space buggin' Never have to face nothin' So when they say somethin', I be like I don't even hear son Somebody air son, them n***as like I'm back son You better appear for 'em Flood up, a bad one [Verse 2: Sean Price] I started in Brownsville where the (gunshot) sounds ill Whole lot of clowns k**ed, never like the circus Started with raw yay', Flocko from Broadway Got a hotel room, 60 dollars for short stay Trying to come up, n***as is dumb f**s Rocking a ninja suit, taking your nunchucks Soon as the gun buck, n***as like "run Ruck!" [?] Slapped with an anvil, give him a advil f** it, it's mad real P! ...Motherf**er