Sean Wigginz - Heltah Skeltah

Got all my Magnum niggas 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, niggas 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 niggas 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!

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