One Two Yall - Sean Price

Yo, yo, one two y’all

One two one two, one two y’all (P)

Huh

One two y’all, you don’t stop

One two y’all, you don’t stop

Yo

Y’all motherfuckers do it for the love of the rap

I do it for the love of the rap, and the dubs and the 'Lac

Do it for a dub of the black, in the club with the gat

Do it for the thugs in the back, who be hustlin' crack

Stop, y’all niggas brand new to the game

My gun blow, land two in ya brain (one two)

When it’s all said and done, we gon' see what’s up

Holla at Rock, he probably with Ruck

Now and forever, my nigga Sean Price the boss

Slap niggas talking 'bout a Mike Tyson loss

I’m a broke rapper, hope that you like to floss

Plus a gold snatcher, four clapper, lights is off

None of y’all nice, all of y’all wack

And this .38 snubnose is pressed in the small of ya back

Y’all niggas got hand skills but can you brawl with the gat?

Rosa Park niggas fall to the back, Sean P

One two y’all (y'all), and you don’t stop (stop)

Feel the beat y’all (y'all), when the drums drop (drop)

It’s Sean P, y’all, and ya don’t stop (stop)

Rustee Juxx, Boot Camp, big Ruck and Rock (Rock)

One two y’all (y'all), and you don’t quit (quit)

Sean P, Big Ruck is the ultimate

One two y’all (y'all), and you don’t stop (stop)

'Cause you won’t stop (stop), and I don’t stop (stop)

On the Fourth of July, Jamaican niggas rock corduroy shorts

Sip Guinness stoute, forty’s in quarts

Drunk and high, skunk and thai

Pop’s did Tango & Cash, just once and he died

Why follow his path, tryna straight demolish ya staff

Back out the fifth, and hollow ya ass

Back when Buckshot was making «Who Got Da Props»

I was on the strip, who got the rocks?

P

Trained by a vet, aimin' the sket, bangin' ya chest

Flamin' ya flesh, straight David Koresh, ooh

You can bullshit with rap if you want

Fuck bullshit, and catch a full clip up in your back when I dump

Fucking no name idiots, Kurt Cobain cocaine cigarette

Plain lame, acting ignorant

Lickin' it, ain’t playin', hittin' shit

Still maintain, entertain, still getting it

One two y’all (y'all), and you don’t stop (stop)

Feel the beat y’all (y'all), when the drums drop (drop)

It’s Sean P, y’all, and ya don’t stop (stop)

Rustee Juxx, Boot Camp, big Ruck and Rock (Rock)

One two y’all (y'all), and you don’t quit (quit)

Sean P, Big Ruck is the ultimate

One two y’all (y'all), and you don’t stop (stop)

'Cause you won’t stop (stop), and I don’t stop (stop)

I got a Glock with a clock on the top

So when you pop it or not, you know what motherfuckin' time it is

Ya girl, on the top of my cock, you feel the snot in the box

You like, 'that bitch, grimey, kid'

Curious George niggas need to mind they biz

'Fore I fuck around and find your crib

Open the door, hoping for war, scoping the four

Get on some disrespectful shit and start groping ya whore

She got coke in the drawers, no doubt, crack in the ass

I pulled it out the crack of her ass

One two y’all (y'all), and you don’t stop (stop)

Feel the beat y’all (y'all), when the drums drop (drop)

It’s Sean P, y’all, and ya don’t stop (stop)

Rustee Juxx, Boot Camp, big Ruck and Rock (Rock)

One two y’all (y'all), and you don’t quit (quit)

Sean P, Big Ruck is the ultimate (one two)

One two y’all (y'all), and you don’t stop (stop)

'Cause you won’t stop (stop), and I don’t stop nigga

(One two)