| Song | Peep My Words |
| Artist | Sean Price |
| Album | Monkey Barz |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Durant, Price | |
| (Sean Price) | |
| I'm better than mine, Sean Price, remember this time | |
| I'm all that, jaw tapped, pa, Gregory Hines | |
| Strapped from the wall, I got a package of raw | |
| In the ass crack of his whore in the passenger door | |
| Y'all niggas is wack in this shit, get slapped with the four | |
| Shit like that be a crack in the law | |
| Can't get knocked, better yet, can't be shot | |
| Bust a shot at the 'bad boy', can't be stopped | |
| Listen to my old shit, they be like 'damn they hot | |
| What happened to them niggas, man, they flopped', word | |
| Drinkin' and smoking, vice verse, smoking and drinking | |
| I'm hoping it's linking, tied up, I ain't suppose to be stinking | |
| Y'all niggas is farsighted, didn't notice the kingpin | |
| Up close in your face, bust toast in your face | |
| (Chorus: Sean Price) | |
| Peep my words, words, heavenly word, words | |
| Stackin' niggas locked up in the 73rd | |
| Peep my words, words, heavenly word, words | |
| Stackin' niggas locked up, locked up, locked up | |
| (Sean Price) | |
| Aiyo, I'm bustin' the cronz, call be Ruckus | |
| But Sean's the name that I choose to be called | |
| When I'm in front of my moms | |
| Kid, what the fuck is in front of me pa | |
| The number one stunner ready for y'all, listen | |
| I got little guns that'll straight pounce ya melon | |
| Got big guns about the size of Mount St. Helen | |
| Soon as I punch a nigga, be like 'Ouch, I'm tellin'" | |
| Gotta bounce down south with Welling, what up cuz | |
| I'm Sean Price, watch me lead this shit | |
| Boot Camp, no fatigue and kicks, nigga | |
| Y'all niggas is straight fake, perpetrating the fraud | |
| Give me the cake so I insert the 8th in your broad | |
| Scared to death, niggas going face to face with the lord | |
| The amount, bang ya motherfuckin' face in this board | |
| Fuck around and catch wreck in this spot, scared to go pop | |
| Heckler & Koch, reckon your not, fled from the cops | |
| (Chorus) |
| zuo qu : Durant, Price | |
| Sean Price | |
| I' m better than mine, Sean Price, remember this time | |
| I' m all that, jaw tapped, pa, Gregory Hines | |
| Strapped from the wall, I got a package of raw | |
| In the ass crack of his whore in the passenger door | |
| Y' all niggas is wack in this shit, get slapped with the four | |
| Shit like that be a crack in the law | |
| Can' t get knocked, better yet, can' t be shot | |
| Bust a shot at the ' bad boy', can' t be stopped | |
| Listen to my old shit, they be like ' damn they hot | |
| What happened to them niggas, man, they flopped', word | |
| Drinkin' and smoking, vice verse, smoking and drinking | |
| I' m hoping it' s linking, tied up, I ain' t suppose to be stinking | |
| Y' all niggas is farsighted, didn' t notice the kingpin | |
| Up close in your face, bust toast in your face | |
| Chorus: Sean Price | |
| Peep my words, words, heavenly word, words | |
| Stackin' niggas locked up in the 73rd | |
| Peep my words, words, heavenly word, words | |
| Stackin' niggas locked up, locked up, locked up | |
| Sean Price | |
| Aiyo, I' m bustin' the cronz, call be Ruckus | |
| But Sean' s the name that I choose to be called | |
| When I' m in front of my moms | |
| Kid, what the fuck is in front of me pa | |
| The number one stunner ready for y' all, listen | |
| I got little guns that' ll straight pounce ya melon | |
| Got big guns about the size of Mount St. Helen | |
| Soon as I punch a nigga, be like ' Ouch, I' m tellin'" | |
| Gotta bounce down south with Welling, what up cuz | |
| I' m Sean Price, watch me lead this shit | |
| Boot Camp, no fatigue and kicks, nigga | |
| Y' all niggas is straight fake, perpetrating the fraud | |
| Give me the cake so I insert the 8th in your broad | |
| Scared to death, niggas going face to face with the lord | |
| The amount, bang ya motherfuckin' face in this board | |
| Fuck around and catch wreck in this spot, scared to go pop | |
| Heckler Koch, reckon your not, fled from the cops | |
| Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Durant, Price | |
| Sean Price | |
| I' m better than mine, Sean Price, remember this time | |
| I' m all that, jaw tapped, pa, Gregory Hines | |
| Strapped from the wall, I got a package of raw | |
| In the ass crack of his whore in the passenger door | |
| Y' all niggas is wack in this shit, get slapped with the four | |
| Shit like that be a crack in the law | |
| Can' t get knocked, better yet, can' t be shot | |
| Bust a shot at the ' bad boy', can' t be stopped | |
| Listen to my old shit, they be like ' damn they hot | |
| What happened to them niggas, man, they flopped', word | |
| Drinkin' and smoking, vice verse, smoking and drinking | |
| I' m hoping it' s linking, tied up, I ain' t suppose to be stinking | |
| Y' all niggas is farsighted, didn' t notice the kingpin | |
| Up close in your face, bust toast in your face | |
| Chorus: Sean Price | |
| Peep my words, words, heavenly word, words | |
| Stackin' niggas locked up in the 73rd | |
| Peep my words, words, heavenly word, words | |
| Stackin' niggas locked up, locked up, locked up | |
| Sean Price | |
| Aiyo, I' m bustin' the cronz, call be Ruckus | |
| But Sean' s the name that I choose to be called | |
| When I' m in front of my moms | |
| Kid, what the fuck is in front of me pa | |
| The number one stunner ready for y' all, listen | |
| I got little guns that' ll straight pounce ya melon | |
| Got big guns about the size of Mount St. Helen | |
| Soon as I punch a nigga, be like ' Ouch, I' m tellin'" | |
| Gotta bounce down south with Welling, what up cuz | |
| I' m Sean Price, watch me lead this shit | |
| Boot Camp, no fatigue and kicks, nigga | |
| Y' all niggas is straight fake, perpetrating the fraud | |
| Give me the cake so I insert the 8th in your broad | |
| Scared to death, niggas going face to face with the lord | |
| The amount, bang ya motherfuckin' face in this board | |
| Fuck around and catch wreck in this spot, scared to go pop | |
| Heckler Koch, reckon your not, fled from the cops | |
| Chorus |