Long Fifth Goodnight

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Sean Price] Listen, motherfuck you and whatever you stand for Shoot the club up, leave blood on the dance floor Niggas can't score, the game is fucked up That ain't true, Ruck, that's just your dumb luck Stupid ass niggas, Ruger blast niggas Roll the kush, light it up to and pass niggas You still ass nigga, shoot the fair one To constitute your style I got the right to bear guns So I walk around town with the pound strapped down Back a nigga down, slap him with a round Niggas claiming they kings 'til I clap in in the crown Now he the court jester, we laughing at you clowns Laugh now, cry later You kiss my ass goodbye but I'm back, hi haters Welcome to Bucktown USA Where I slap niggas using the trey-eight all day