Luyện nghe bài hát Buck 'Em

(Fuck 'em)
Damn this sound low then
in my earphones
Alright, yeah, that's it, right there

As as the bass hits your dome
Snoop Dogg the chrome
And gets in your system, shootin' off
a pistol, fuckin' your click off
With this blow, this hoe, that hoe me rich
Snoop Dogg, please won't you break that

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

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

For real nigga did you me, ya heard?
You ran up and got served, ha, ha
Now ain't that a
(What, what?)
You need to get up off of bullshit, c'mon

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

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

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

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

Fuck 'em, it's 'bout to get now
Doggy 'bout to get him now 'cause you sit him down
Nigga up now, you act like a bitch
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 ain't got the to sit
And chat about the vapors, biach,
Don't even trip you need to raise up off of that bullshit,

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

(Fuck 'em, 'em)
on waisted, rather 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)