Luyện nghe bài hát Buck Em Down

Buck em (repeat 16X)
Verse One: Buckshot *
To the weak, what we do, em down, word life
Each and every nigga whenever I'm in the
Let my nigga Jewel peep your for your card
I kick a verse and take a look at the God
God hit them with a verse real quick
God niggaz is all on your dick
You know what they say about niggaz who ride
Upstate niggaz become chicks, word
I bullshittin, ask my nigga Buff
On the streets he was locked 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 that I with fuck with
gang with the double-edged banger
And I got clingin my drawers
Niggaz fake I'ma bust a cap fuck that I'm jaws
I'ma bring it to chest like, wind
Fill fuckin lungs up with all the bullshit from within
But I'ma put it so parlay
To the weak in all we do everyday
Buck em (repeat 32X)
Verse Buckshot Shorty
Niggaz tell me chill when I it
Although my is wicked, it's all about the blunts and how I lick
it
Or how I shot a in the mug
with the slug leavin white chalk all on a pitch rug
You tell me other word to mother
When I was fifteen runnin around I was the real street
On the corner out shootin the
Layin up, gettin nice, talkin a heist
GQ headin up to
Push up on a shorty live on the prize
I get the time of day when I was Little K
Now you call me Buck so your lips puck?
Fuck that bitch, I know your X amount of
But call me Buckshot Shorty cause I take no shorts
to the shell around my chest
Big up to all de rudebwoy pon deck
So if you see a weak speak to that bastard
Or I'ma hit his ass with the plastic
Word life, I bullshittin
em down (32X)
Verse Buckshot Shorty
I was in school I was a mack
Shorty was strapped with a lyrical
knapsack, filled the shit that I G'd
and a bag of weed, yes indeed
A mad little runnin up on em all
Fly as hell, hit the play the wall
And all the older sayin Shorty's a bad-ass
but youse a little nigga so you gonna last
They knew the time and they knew the rhyme
hit you in at least four years, so I to split ya
in the nine-three all about me
Ninety-four ninety-five that's my years it I'm takin over
In I couldn't wait
To get all my niggaz and do shows state to state
Now I'm the motherfucker that's givin
Fuckin with them niggaz on productions
to Bucktown, U.S.A.
Where the niggaz get their shit ass played
em down (repeat 32X)
Outro: Buckshot
Aiyyo, is goin out to all the real niggaz
who down the bullshit, you know what I'm sayin?
On the real, rest in peace to my Buttah
in Coney Island, shit is mad 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 sayin? mad blunts
and chillin. So buck down the bullshit in ninety-three
ninety-four, ninety-five, shit is
Moon, we out