Lyrics

[Intro] Sean P, Sean P Get at these niggas, son [Verse] You can catch me in a tenement Doing too much drugs, straight Jimi Hendrix-in' Pop's a drinker, my mom's on dope Pick up they bad habit, now the God do both Popping some pills, sniffing a line, drinking some wine Up in the club, grabbing my gun, fucking with Shyne Bling-bling (Bling-bling), it's a Sean Price thing Too many clowns want the crown, but there only one king I'm the king ask Rock, there is none higher (Higher) Bitch-ass niggas better call me sire (Sire) Burn my kingdom, must use fire (Fire) Big bag of weed, a Dutch and some E-Z Wider, yo Ruck had it, drug habit and all Bust 'matics for static, I ain't fucking with y'all Don't gеt my hands dirty, I got goons that spray Quick to kill a motherfucker like boom-byе-yay [Chorus] Dru Ha, what up? Yeah, yeah Buckshot, what up? Yeah, yeah Big Rock, what up? Yo, yo Tek and Steel what up? Yo