[Intro: Sean Price]
Listen, P

[Verse 1]
Ayo, I don't want to dougie, I just want money
Studied under the understudy the one-twenty
Young dummies, can't spar
No life, my flow tight, like your pants are
You don't got a chance pa, Ansaar community
Malachi York fricassee and fuck a eulogy
Ruck jewelry—what jewelry?
I took this from another rapper, slapped him with the toolie G
Cornball rappers, I see 'em on BET
Relieved of their jewelry, interview Beef DVD
P TNT, the flow dynamite
N***as so-so, bozos ain't rhyming right
I hit a line of white, I smoke a dub of green
N***as call it purple, what the fuck you mean?
Fuck a fistfight, I'm gunning you rappers
I don't give a fuck about, none of y'all rappers
Fifth spray shit, the piff stay lit
My bitch stay dipped with the Richard Bey tits
N***as, say shit, shit they saying ain't shit
Shut the fuck up, n***a I'm nothing to play with, P
I'll bust heaters at your whole damn clique, blaow
Sean Price, the leader of Boot Camp Clik now
Admire the admiral, animal rap
Smack the shit out of a n***a and hand him his hat
Banging on wax, n***as don't bang in the street
Banging online, n***as don't bang in the street
Playing for keeps, keep playing
I slam your ass on your face 'til your fucking teeth breaking, P
The jerk been retired, I'm nice so I'm back n***as
Smack earth, wind, fire and ice out that n***a
Rap n***as, I doubt if there's
N***a doing it like me, fuck outta here, P