Luyện nghe bài hát Buck - Buck

Skoob and dray shoutouts*

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 honours balk, your lies mark drum
Now I'm stronger and I'm faster, thicker your pasta
I got more styles most mc's can master
I'm (what? ) d-wilin, (what? ) three stylin (what ? ) regardless
Beatin me is like the bills beatin
Keep them fro the midgets, there! I be the shit, it
And plus I light ass up like 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 it ain't the everyday
It's better, we're sayin that other niggas never say (kid)
Cookin the flows (what? ) to your toes wanna tip (tip)
I to be a wheel watcher til I got my whip (whip)
You see I with a (bop bop), I talk 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 quick draw mcgraw shit
For shit, now dice bring it back on the
Alright we get the busters, smoke out the mill (yeah)

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

2: dray

Well yo, the one is for my (uhh), the two is for my penis (penis)
You see I can rock this microphone (yeah) from here to fuckin
Boy, I mean this, you've never seen because you're corny (corny)
I'm on ya raps, I'm drinkin (yeah) nass because 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 gonna ya
(yeah)
I do this, they be like "who dis? " (who ), I break 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)
y'all niggas now there ain't a motherfucker 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 flex shit, that's the way I it on a angle
You knows who I are, wear my star like the
Banner, the grammar but I bring forth my knockers
If it hip-hop (aiyyo)
Well then it gotta be some (bow! bow! bow!)
I'm risin in your ? ? ? ? and corn flakes, you're lose me (lose me)
And if ya know, one more here (this is why my nigga choose me)

So a buck-buck
And a buck-buck
the front to the (rear)
Throw hands (in the air)

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