Luyện nghe bài hát Buck - Buck

Skoob and dray shoutouts*

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

Verse 1:

Ding! back in the ring yo it's the tag team (yeah yeah yeah)
So all rise for the balk, your lies mark your drum
Now I'm stronger and I'm faster, than your pasta
I got styles than most mc's can master
I'm (what? ) d-wilin, (what? ) three (what what? ? ) regardless
Beatin me is like the bills beatin
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 throwin niggas in the (sleeper)
I'm dazin you (etha), more hoodies than the (grim reaper)
Be on you everywhere, my style it ain't the
It's better, we're sayin that other niggas never say (kid)
the flows (what? ) to make 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 six bull balls in a slot (slot slot)
It's the abortion, son I'm launchin, to floor shit
Click-click now I'm on some quick draw shit
For shit, now dice bring it back on the
Alright we get the busters, blunts 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)
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 microphone (yeah) from here to fuckin venus
Boy, I mean this, you've never seen because you're corny (corny)
I'm sleepin on ya raps, I'm drinkin (yeah) nass 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 break the (answer)
Krazy fuckin on the mic (yeah), I spread like (cancer)
So peep it (yeah) cos keep it straighter than an arrow
Niggas on my (why? ) because I rock like a camaro
Back to rip the tribes so pack vest, so check the flow (flow)
Some niggas wanna copy but they're like joe (yo) joe (yo)
How I rip the on the mic (nightly)
Tell y'all niggas now there ain't a motherfucker me!
(ya hype be), I'm slightly in the mood so watch me wreck (yeah)
shit, I be on some new improved (neck shit)
I flex shit, that's the way I it on a angle
You knows who I are, wear my star the spangled
Banner, bust the grammar but I bring forth my
If it ain't (aiyyo)
Well it gotta be some rockin (bow! bow! bow!)
I'm risin in your ? ? ? ? and corn flakes, you're gonna me (lose me)
And if ya didn't know, one more here (this is why my choose me)

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

With a (here)
And a (there)
the front to the (rear)
Throw hands in the air
to fade*