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Lyrics for 'Sean Wigginz' by 'Heltah Skeltah'
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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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