Luyện nghe bài hát Buck - Buck

Skoob and dray giving

Well give a (here)
And a (there)
From the to the (rear)
your hands (in the air)
x3*

Verse 1:

Ding! in the ring yo it's the tag team jams (yeah yeah yeah)
So all for the honours 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? ) stylin (what what? ? ) regardless
Beatin me is the bills beatin dallas
them shorts fro the midgets, there! I be the shit, it
And plus I light that ass up like the numerical
In my (beeper), cos we're niggas in the (sleeper)
I'm dazin you like (etha), more hoodies the (grim reaper)
Be on you everywhere, my style it the everyday
It's better, we're sayin shit that other niggas say (kid)
the flows (what? ) to make your toes wanna tip (tip)
I used to be a wheel 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, to floor shit
Click-click now I'm on some draw mcgraw shit
For shit, now bring it back on the seal
Alright we get the busters, smoke out the mill (yeah)

So get the (here)
And the (there)
the front to the (rear)
Throw hands in the (air air)
a buck-buck (here here)
And a (buck here)
the front to the (rear)
Throw your (in the air)
a buck-buck (here)
And a (there there)
the front to the (yeah rear)
Throw hands (in the air)
With a (here here)
And a buck-buck (there there 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 this microphone (yeah) from here to fuckin venus
Boy, I mean this, you've never this because you're corny (corny)
I'm sleepin on ya raps, I'm drinkin (yeah) because you're foamy
Wit that weak shit, I shit like I'm suppose ta (yeah)
Try to test my skills, is bond (motherfucker), I'm gonna roast ya
(yeah)
I do this, they be like "who dis? " (who dis? ), I break the (answer)
fuckin drayzie on the mic (yeah), I spread like (cancer)
So it (yeah) cos i'ma keep it straighter than an arrow
Niggas on my jive (why? ) because I rock a camaro
to rip the tribes so pack your vest, so check the flow (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 there ain't a like me!
(ya hype be), I'm in the mood so watch me wreck shit (yeah)
Check shit, I be on some new (neck shit)
I shit, that's the way I flip it on a angle
You knows who I are, wear my star the spangled
Banner, the grammar but I bring forth my knockers
If it ain't (aiyyo)
then it gotta be some rockin (bow! bow! bow!)
I'm risin in your ? ? ? ? and corn flakes, gonna lose me (lose me)
And if ya didn't know, one more (this is why my nigga choose me)

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

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