Luyện nghe bài hát Buck Em Down

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