Luyện nghe bài hát Buck - Buck

Skoob and dray giving

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

Verse 1:

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

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

Verse 2:

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

So give a
And a there
the front to the (rear)
Throw your (in the air)

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