Shakedown

Lyrics

[Intro: Sean Price] P! Yeah Yo, Dru-Ha what up? [Verse 1: Sean Price] Let's play freeze tag with icepicks Nightshift, selling white shit to white chicks Bikes with vicegrips, scuffed up Huffies For the crime, do Shyne time, that's fucked up Puffy You the type to get fucked up monthly, beat down daily And smoke up your disability check Sean Price, 'bout as real as it get I'm no fool, I'm old school like I'm Artis Gilmore with the sket If ya', walk on my block and talk about Ruck You get touched motherfucker, 'cause you talk too much Come walk with P (P), so you all can see How I get dough, spit flows, to a awkward beat Better look both ways 'fore you cross the street The Pirelli's on the Porsche push you off your feet Sean P, one half of the incredible rap team Y'all niggas smoked out, incredible crack fiends [Verse 2: Starang Wondah] Ayo, y'all niggas is too old to think the way you do And you cowards, never do what you say you do I'm in the hood, running with the same crazy crew And you ain't nice, you sound like Jay-Z too Niggas is frontin' (word up), actin' like bad boys Y'all move in silence, we make mad noise When it's beef in the streets, we don't try and make peace I got killas that just blaze and they don't make beats S dot, size R, with the long sleeve Ghetto bitch, fat ass, with the long weave [Hook: Steele] Ayo get down, lay down, everybody get on the floor This is beef, you don't want that pa Better warn everybody in ya' city or town Let 'em know what what, this is a shakedown Ayo get down, lay down, everybody get on the floor This is beef, you don't want that pa Better warn everybody in ya' city or town Let 'em know what what, this is a shakedown [Verse 3: Steele] Three star camouflage, mob the bar Vodka, cognac, it's a Mardi Gras Roll a big Marley y'all, Fronto cigar I got mami in the back with the God Back to the car, get it in the back of the car Had her, fiddlin' with the latch on the bra I was, tuggin' at the strap on her thong Thuggin' like a rap nigga song, grindin', to the crack of the dawn She make a nigga wanna come back in the morn' Make her want a nigga back, after I'm gone That's what I'm on, baby got back, word is bond Have you like 'Damn, that shit is wrong' Have you like 'Damn, that shit is song' Strip down, lay down, sell or it goes through withdrawal Four door, gator poured on 24s Bucktown USA, connect with ya' boys [Verse 4: Sean Price] Ayo shorty look good Nah she ugly but I'm drunk as hell, so fuck it, shorty look good The bitch did E, plus she smoke good trees So me being who I be, I had to do me The bitch wanted me to straight spend the cash Slowed up, slow fuck, Teddy Pendergrass, no I'm quick to bend yo' ass The fuck over now jump in ya' Timbs and dash, yo She talkin' 'bout that ain't fair Bitch that's two dollars, fuck you mean, "that ain't fare?" Yo, Sean Price, and the price is cheaper Only splurge on Iceberg, Nike's and reefer Timberland boots, and plus a gun to shoot And a pocket full of coke, in case I don't recoup 'Cause, time is money and money is time And I just got enough time, to get that money [Hook: Steele] Ayo get down, lay down, everybody get on the floor This is beef, you don't want that pa Better warn everybody in ya' city or town Let 'em know what what, this is a shakedown Ayo get down, lay down, everybody get on the floor This is beef, you don't want that pa Better warn everybody in ya' city or town Let 'em know what what, this is a shakedown