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)
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Verse 1:

Ding! back in the ring yo it's the tag team jams (yeah yeah)
So all rise for the honours balk, lies mark your drum
Now I'm stronger and I'm faster, than your pasta
I got more styles than most can master
I'm (what? ) d-wilin, (what? ) three stylin (what ? ) regardless
Beatin me is like the bills dallas
Keep 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 you like (etha), more hoodies than the (grim reaper)
Be on you everywhere, my style it ain't the
It's better, we're sayin shit that niggas never say (kid)
Cookin the flows (what? ) to make your wanna tip (tip)
I used to be a watcher til I got my whip (whip)
You see I with a (bop bop), I talk with the (slop slop)
Man, you like six bull 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 dice bring it 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)
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 (there 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 here to fuckin
Boy, I mean this, you've never seen this because you're (corny)
I'm sleepin on ya raps, I'm (yeah) nass because you're foamy
Wit that shit, I freak shit like I'm suppose ta (yeah)
Try to test my skills, word is bond (motherfucker), I'm roast ya
(yeah)
I do this, they be like "who dis? " (who ), I break the answer (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 like a
Back to rip the tribes so your 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 now there ain't a motherfucker like me!
(ya hype be), I'm slightly in the so watch me wreck shit (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 like the spangled
Banner, bust the grammar but I forth my knockers
If it hip-hop (aiyyo)
Well then it 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 here (this is why my nigga me)

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

With a (here)
And a (there)
From the to the (rear)
your hands in the air
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