Sean Wigginz

[ruck]

Got all my magnum niggaz in here, word up

Sean peeeeeeeee

Yeah, yeah, yeah, word is bond

Word up, m-f-c

Hah, word up, yeah, yeah

Smack this nigga son, word up, hit him



Yo, niggaz is pipsqueaks, thinkin shit's sweet

I come discrete, turn your ass into mincemeat

Ever since heat, got pulled from the waistline

With the bassline kick and snare, duke i make your click aware

So please god, never say jack shit to sean p

Before i launch three shots directly at your army

Word is bond, we be on some shit to the two-thou

Loose mouth niggaz catch a hole in they goosedown

Down, down, down-down, down-down-down, down

Down, down, down, down-down, down-down



Down-town, jumped off the train on ebbets

Walkin down the street, bump into my nigga kevin

Whattup ruck?	i ain't seen your ass in the seven

You still bustin motherfuckin shots at the reverand?

Hell no i replied, elbows was applied

Til his monkey-ass pulled out the heat, step aside



Oh shit yo whassup whassup

Yo son, yo, oh-oahh!



*ahahahahahahahah*

*ahahahahahahahahaha*

*ahahahahahahahah*



Fuck you shoot him for man?  he just asked you a question

Fuck that, don't ask no questions in my shit

Word is bond, i don't like that, yo word up

Yo fuck them, yo fuck you

Fuck that cat, word up

Sean peeeeeeeeeeeee



*this, is the diary of sean wigginz*

*recognize, motherfucker*

*use your head for more than a fuckin hatrack*

*punk motherfuckers, word up*

*m-f-c, for life!*


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