Long Fifth Goodnight lyrics

by

Sean Price


[Verse 1: Sean Price]

Listen, motherf*ck you and whatever you stand for
Shoot the club up, leave blood on the dance floor
n*ggas can't score, the game is f*cked up
That ain't true, Ruck, that's just your dumb luck
Stupid ass n*ggas, Ruger blast n*ggas
Roll the kush, light it up to and pass n*ggas
You still ass n*gga, 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 n*gga down, slap him with a round
n*ggas 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 n*ggas using the trey-eight all day
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