Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bobby MC Bars, artist - Sean Price. Album song Songs In The Key Of Price, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Ruck Down
Song language: English
Bobby MC Bars |
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the shot burn couples |
Jim Snuka from top turn buckles |
All of ya’ll bitch, go against the warrior prince |
Walkin on rose petal, metal, the four to the fifth |
Battle off bars |
Blastin off |
Dashin off in a Hasselhoff car |
Mind over matter, the fuck the matter with ya’ll? |
Divine rhyme pattern, and Ruck is badder than ya’ll |
Seen near, spittin new shit, infectious lines |
Clean your ear with a Q-tip and Check the Rhime |
Sean from a tribe called Shabazz |
It’s on sight, I might leave a knife in yo ass |
Truly back search how come? |
Sean’s so nice, Kool G Rap’s first album |
Shit I spit is facts |
Exquiste with the raps |
But I feel that I’m slipping through the cracks |
Slipping through the cracks, dipping through the trap |
Just trying to finish my pack |
Soon as I get done, I’m gone get one |
I’m gone get some |
That’s my shit son |
Slipping through the cracks, dipping through the trap |
Just trying to finish my pack |
Soon as I get done, I’m gone get one |
I’m gone get some |
That’s my shit son |
Listen, I’m out dazed the hammer |
Deuce deuce when Bruce is outraged and angered |
Cops got the photo, on the low though, he’s a bitch |
Pop a shot in the stomach, «Manolo shoot the piece of shit» |
Pad, the hotel, cocaine, who is he |
Schoolly D music, this shit a movie to me |
Distributing the packs, gripping on the mac |
And I’m slipping through the cracks |
You got fat, while I starve |
Sket drawn, It’s on this the ballad from Marv |
Kidnap a kid, if you think I ain’t bout that |
Mail you the major digit, extra finger to count that |
Slipping through the cracks, dipping through the trap |
Just trying to finish my pack |
Soon as I get done, I’m gone get one |
I’m gone get some |
That’s my shit son |
Slipping through the cracks, dipping through the trap |
Just trying to finish my pack |
Soon as I get done, I’m gone get one |
I’m gone get some |
That’s my shit son |