Luyện nghe bài hát Buck 'Em

(Fuck 'em)
Damn this shit sound low
Motherfucker in my
Alright, yeah, it, right there nigga

As as the bass hits your dome
Dogg grabs the chrome
And gets in your system, off rhymes
Like a pistol, fuckin' your off
With this blow, hoe, that hoe make me rich
Dogg, please won't you break that biach

I'm back in the game getting my and fuck
Any motherfucker that say it ain't so, do it to 'em be
'Cause on the real dogg, you the hardest we know
We 'em off, breakin' 'em off
Shot him in his face and now they him off

Here's a shout out to those quad out
Fool we should have got out, now you gettin' out
I'm not out to but to get my chips
And smash pass with cash and blaze the spliff now the fifth

For real nigga did you me, ya heard?
You ran up and got served, ha, ha
Now that a trip
(What, what?)
You need to get up off of that bullshit,

(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Young beast to green
Dirty or clean nigga, the is all green
(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Cock it back ya me
Every nigga look the same behind a cap

(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Shit on waisted, see death
Then be down in metal bracelets
(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Don't make a
Niggas in the hood is still and can't fix it
(Fuck 'em)

The is set
(Set)
And it's a million bitch 'bout to straight get wet
I walk 'em all in the street, 'em
I they hands and blind they eyes
And hog tie they feet, 'em

With no nigga cut 'em down
Love the way we em down, shit it ain't funny now
Used to be my pal, nigga wet and bloody now
Nigga, where your homies now? them niggas funny style

Fuck 'em, it's to get shitty now
'bout to get him now 'cause you better sit him down
Nigga what up now, you act like a
You bound to get fucked you trick ass

Fuck 'em, boy we on a rampage, rippin' up this damn
Yeah, it's still a G thang, slammin' doors, slappin'
'Cuz videos, I get a hundred for shows
If you ain't got the papers, I got the time to sit
And chat the motherfucking vapors, biach,
Don't even you need to raise up off of that bullshit, c'mon

(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Young beast to four
Dirty or nigga the money is all green
(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Cock it back ya me, every nigga look
The behind a stocking cap

(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Shit on waisted, see death
Then be locked down in bracelets
(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Don't a difference
in the hood is still broke and can't fix it
(Fuck 'em)