Lyrics Heat Rock - Redlight Boogie, Sean Price

Heat Rock

Yeah
Aha
Lets get stupid
Aha
Get stupid
Sean Price:
Redlight waddup
Get stupid
Listen
The early birds eat first, thats my own turkey stuffed
Boogie spliffing the 5th that why he had alert the dutch
Trust me none of you will boogie spit in the streets
You might get youtubed or after hood with the repeat
You’re dealing with a dude who dont give a fuck about nothing, quick with the
shooting the magnum, snuff um or cut um., yall niggers bluffin, Ruck is the
truth yall, I 187'd a nigga I’m snoop dogg
The boogie bright so nice both packing the heat
Smacking niggas away, check em clappin back in their sleep
Breath down your bitch’s neck, poke my dick in their back
Rapido cariño vamos i got the whip in the back
Back like i never left or left you back on the floor
Relax after the gat clapped with a package of raw
Coke sniffin' choke chickens violating broads
Annihilate motherfuckers when im snipin' the force
Its funny to see cash case nothing but money and beat
All alive, you’re the type that reminds me of Sonny and Dean
Move feet godfather see what happened to him
The first to act up im clapping with tin rrraaaa
No more weed nigga i do the henny still
Old nigga freaking the flow im Benny Hill listen
How many pill does it take to get rich listen
I’m in the pill with krill now tell six
Boogie got the pack its a baby arms
Front it off like this rap shit only pay me crumbs
And the reason why i like girl is maybe arms
Plus i know my biggest hater is my baby moms
Im a fabulous fuckup, knifes and nunchucks
Beat earth, wind and fire out all of you dumbfucks
Sean price and the Redlight boogie
Money life from the redlight noogie
What the fuck
Make it salah wash the sins of my face with my palms
Out of slums like you think you know who got scarred
Boogie killed it guns up
Allāhu akbar
Rap martyr, zulu-nation back, Bambaata
Sean is the savage, tomorrow i take my Shehada
I’m taking your mommas dollars, im snatching the bitch purse
Fuck a fair one im clapping the 5th first
Despite im from Amsterdam i got an american dream
Price, Boogie the new european american team
Pac’s with god, I crack your fans and quotes
Ignore the bell, punchlines keep you against the ropes!
listen
I gotta get more cream so fucking with bums is emphatically fourteen
Fifteen big gun with the F beam
Face fucked up Mike Tyson versus Mitch Green
Ooh oooh ooh
Yeah
Hell yeah
The respect in my city be flexed, the gods with me
Move like you did it, yes i just did.
Oh God did he?
Against all wars, i race and dance on bars
The U.S. never thought Amsterdam so hard
But they dont make em like boogie no more in the dutch
Cockin' the four, fucking em raw, calling the shots
Chill mister this is boogie inflict-ster
We got your name, number, address plus your picture
Haha
Redlight
The pipe
Sean Price
Boot Camp
Skilled right
Killing skills right
Amsterdam
Brown ville
B Cane