Luyện nghe bài hát Buck Em Down

Buck em (repeat 16X)
Verse One: Shorty *
To the weak, what we do, buck em down, life
Each and every nigga whenever I'm in the
Let my nigga Jewel peep your style for card
Then I kick a verse and a look at the God
God hit niggaz with a verse real quick
God niggaz is all on your dick
You know what they say niggaz who ride dicks
Upstate niggaz chicks, word life
I ain't bullshittin, ask my Buff
On the streets he was locked up he was sweet stuff
is hot, word to Ma Duke
and get the from the man kick his ass with my Timberland
Shorty with the Shots that I with fuck with
gang hanger with the banger
And I got clingin my drawers
Niggaz fake I'ma bust a cap that I'm breakin jaws
I'ma bring it to your like, wind
Fill your fuckin up with all the bullshit from within
But I'ma put it back so
To the weak in Bucktown all we do
em down (repeat 32X)
Verse Buckshot Shorty
Niggaz me chill when I kick it
Although my shit is wicked, all about the blunts and how I lick
it
Or how I a nigga in the mug
the slug leavin white chalk all on a pitch black rug
You couldn't me other word to mother
When I was fifteen runnin around I was the real street
On the corner out the dice
up, gettin nice, talkin bout a heist
GQ up to one-two-five
Push up on a lookin live on the prize
I couldn't get the time of day I was Little K
Now you call me so your lips wanna puck?
Fuck that bitch, I know your X of thoughts
But they call me Buckshot Shorty cause I no shorts
Word to the shell my chest
Big up to all de massive rudebwoy pon
So if you see a weak nigga speak to bastard
Or I'ma hit his ass the motherfuckin plastic
life, I ain't bullshittin
Buck em (32X)
Verse Three: Shorty
When I was in school I was a
Shorty was strapped with a lyrical
knapsack, filled the shit that I G'd
and a nickel bag of weed, yes
A mad nigga runnin up on em all
Fly as hell, hit the park the wall
And all the older sayin Shorty's a bad-ass
but youse a smart little nigga so you last
They knew the and they knew the rhyme woulda
hit you in at four years, so I came to split ya
in the nine-three all about me
Ninety-four ninety-five that's my fuck it I'm takin over
In nineteen-ninety-eight I couldn't
To get all my niggaz and do shows from to state
Now I'm the motherfucker that's instructions
with them niggaz Beatminerz on productions
to Bucktown, U.S.A.
Where the weak niggaz get their shit ass
Buck em (repeat 32X)
Outro: Shorty
Aiyyo, this is goin out to all the real
who buck down the bullshit, you know I'm sayin?
On the real, rest in peace to my nigga
in Coney Island, is mad real out there
you know what I'm Buckshot Shorty
F-T, my DJ Evil Dee
Mr. Walt, all my in the motherfucker
you know what I'm Smokin mad blunts
and just chillin. So buck down the bullshit in
ninety-four, ninety-five, shit is
Moon, we out