Luyện nghe bài hát Buck - Buck

Skoob and dray shoutouts*

Well a buck-buck (here)
And a (there)
From the to the (rear)
Throw your (in the air)
x3*

Verse 1:

Ding! back in the ring yo it's the tag team jams (yeah yeah)
So all rise for the honours balk, your lies your drum
Now I'm stronger and I'm faster, thicker your pasta
I got more styles than most can master
I'm (what? ) d-wilin, (what? ) stylin (what what? ? ) regardless
Beatin me is like the bills dallas
Keep them fro the midgets, there! I be the shit, it
And plus I light that ass up the numerical digits
In my (beeper), cos we're throwin in the (sleeper)
I'm dazin you like (etha), hoodies than the (grim reaper)
Be on you everywhere, my style it the everyday
It's better, we're sayin shit that niggas never say (kid)
Cookin the (what? ) to make your toes wanna tip (tip)
I used to be a watcher til I got my whip (whip)
You see I walk with a (bop bop), I with the (slop slop)
Man, you like six balls in a slot (slot slot)
It's the abortion, son I'm launchin, quick to floor
Click-click now I'm on some quick mcgraw shit
For shit, now dice it back on the seal
Alright we get the busters, blunts out the mill (yeah)

So get the (here)
And the (there)
the front to the (rear)
Throw your in the (air air)
a buck-buck (here here)
And a (buck here)
From the to the (rear)
Throw your (in the air)
a buck-buck (here)
And a (there there)
the front to the (yeah rear)
Throw your (in the air)
a buck-buck (here here)
And a buck-buck (there give em)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (from the rear, throw your hands in the air, yeah)

Verse 2:

Well yo, the one is for my (uhh), the two is for my penis (penis)
You see I can rock this microphone (yeah) from to fuckin venus
Boy, I mean this, you've never seen this you're corny (corny)
I'm on ya raps, I'm drinkin (yeah) nass because you're foamy
Wit that shit, I freak shit like I'm suppose ta (yeah)
Try to my skills, word is bond (motherfucker), I'm gonna roast ya
(yeah)
I do this, they be like "who dis? " (who dis? ), I the answer (answer)
Krazy fuckin drayzie on the mic (yeah), I spread (cancer)
So peep it (yeah) cos i'ma it straighter than an arrow
Niggas on my jive (why? ) because I rock a camaro
Back to rip the tribes so pack your vest, so check the (flow)
Some niggas wanna but they're soppy like joe (yo) joe (yo)
How I rip the on the mic (nightly)
Tell y'all niggas now ain't a motherfucker like me!
(ya hype be), I'm slightly in the mood so watch me wreck (yeah)
Check shit, I be on some new (neck shit)
I flex shit, that's the way I flip it on a
You knows who I are, wear my like the spangled
Banner, bust the grammar but I bring my knockers
If it ain't (aiyyo)
Well then it gotta be rockin (bow! bow! bow!)
I'm in your ? ? ? ? and corn flakes, you're gonna lose me (lose me)
And if ya didn't know, one more here (this is why my choose me)

So a buck-buck
And a buck-buck
From the to the (rear)
Throw your (in the air)

With a (here)
And a (there)
the front to the (rear)
Throw your in the air
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