Luyện nghe bài hát Buck 'Em

(Fuck 'em)
Damn shit sound low then
Motherfucker in my
Alright, yeah, that's it, right nigga

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

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

Here's a 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 pass cash and blaze the spliff now pass the fifth

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

(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Young to four green
or clean nigga, the money is all green
(Fuck 'em, 'em)
Cock it ya know me
Every nigga the same behind a stocking cap

(Fuck 'em, 'em)
on waisted, rather see death
Then be locked down in metal
(Fuck 'em, 'em)
make a difference
Niggas in the hood is broke and can't fix it
(Fuck 'em)

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

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

Fuck 'em, 'bout 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, up this damn stage
Yeah, it's still a G thang, slammin' doors, slappin'
fuck 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 bullshit, c'mon

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

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