Lyrics For Days - Sean Price, Shawn Leake

Profluent

Yeah, ayo

Shoot ya' moms dap ya' pops rape ya' daughter

Get the moment on a tape recorder

Give copies out to every nigga up in the hood

Let 'em know I’m not the nigga to fuck with up in the hood

Gimme some weed‚ gimme some coke‚ gimme some dope

Gimme ya' seed‚ gimme ya' throat, gimme some rope

Choking ya' bitch, provoking ya' clique‚ to get done

Smoking the spliff, unloading the fifth, now that’s fun

Yo‚ backpack niggas rapping all funny and shit

Till I tell 'em that shit is wack, ain’t no money in this

And you female rappers, I’ma end ya' career

Wrap my hands around ya' throat while you get banged from the rear

I’m the type of nigga, that’ll throw a shell in ya' arm

You the type to snitch bitch, why you telling my moms?

Yo, y’all bitch niggas is as wack as it come

Don’t make me, clap you in the back or ya' ass with a gun

Bah!

We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days

Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge

Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs

Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'

We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days

Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge

Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs

Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'

Powerful spit, my niggas got hours of it

With a strong digestive tract to devour ya' shit

Cowards get ripped for coming out they face on Fuga' shit

Ain’t no destination, for where my niggas take it

With the hardest of styles, we gon' make it

Toss the cake in the oven and bake it, record-breaking

Without the athlete, them niggas ass cheek

And still couldn’t fuck with what I spit last week

Dudes pass go, get strung up, by the lasso

Gas so White Castle, faker than Don Brasco

The way that we coming considered more than a hassle

Dangerous unorthodox energy that’ll blast foes

Now they trapped in the hourglass, how will they power last

When I’m so ahead of my time, the clock’s an hour fast

And the sand steady sinking

Ya' man’s already thinking of

Ways to escape, they freestyle in the bing when

We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days

Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge

Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs

Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'

We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days

Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge

Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs

Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'

Ayo, I said it once and I’ll say it again

If you giving me head, you gotta give head to my friend

I don’t give a fuck if the bitch name is Karen

If you hitting us both off then ya' name is 'sharing'

Copping the E, yo ma, pop this with me

Have me, knocking my knees busting snot on her teeth

When I’m jumping out my car eyes locking at me

Ain’t my fault that I’m popping the B, fuck you looking at?

We running down on young white males, rocking black trench coats

Treat 'em like they all from France, make some French toast

Tracks that could be fatal with females, get

And ain’t nothing to switch up the whole program, like Windows

How high?

High enough to make cows fly

Getting blazed with my nigga Ruck, out in

Now we got this chick fucking and sucking like Siamese

When it come to beef we cooking up cats, like Chinese

We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days

Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge

Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs

Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'

We get blazed, smacking lyrics outta emcees for days

Run for the shade, or lay you down with the heat from the gauge

Get laid, like ya' lady spreading her legs

Strangle you ComicView rappers entertaining like Ced'

Nahmean?

Yeah, Sean P, word up

Nahmean, New Jersey baby, New York, I’m here you hear me?

Word to mother, my man, , Profluent, tall motherfucker

Word up, Sean Price

Monkey Barz, High Karate, nahmean?

Two for a dollar nigga, fifty-cent

cookie-ass niggas

I slap physically, ain’t playing out here