Luyện nghe bài hát Buck Em Down (Remix)

Buck em
Buck em
em down

To the weak, what we do, em down, word life
Each and every whenever I'm in the sight
Let my nigga jewel peep style for your card
Then I a verse and take a look at the God
God hit niggaz with a verse real quick

C'mon God niggaz is all on dick
You know what they say about niggaz who ride
niggaz become chicks, word life
I ain't bullshittin', ask my nigga
On the he was tough locked up he was sweet stuff

Shit is hot, to Ma Duke
And get the loot from the man kick his ass with my
with the Shots that 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 that I'm jaws
I'ma bring it to chest like wind
Fill fuckin' lungs up with all the bullshit from within
But I'm a put it so parlay
To the weak in all we do everyday

em down
Buck em
em down

Niggaz me chill when I kick it
Although my shit is wicked, it's all the blunts and how I lick it
Or how I shot a in the mug
With the leavin' white chalk all on a pitch black rug
You couldn't tell me other word to

When I was runnin' around I was the real street lover
On the corner out the dice
Layin' up, gettin' nice, talkin' bout a
G Q headin' up to one, two,
up on a shorty lookin' live on the prize

I couldn't get the of day when 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 Shorty cause I no shorts
Word to the around my chest

Big up to all de massive pon dec
So if you see a weak nigga speak to bastard
Or I'ma hit his ass with the plastic

em down
(Word life, I bullshittin')
Buck em
Buck em

When I was in school I was a
Shorty was with a ill 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 play the wall
And all the older people sayin' a bad ass
But youse a smart little nigga so you gonna
They knew the time and they the rhyme woulda
Hit you in at least years, so I came to split ya

In the nine three all about me
four, ninety five, that's my years 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 givin'

Fuckin' with niggaz
on productions
to Bucktown, USA
Where the niggaz get their shit ass played

Buck em
em down
Buck em

Aiyyo, this is goin' out to all the niggaz
Who buck down the bullshit, you what I'm sayin'?
On the real, rest in peace to my nigga Buttahin, Island
Shit is mad real out there, you what I'm sayin'?
Buckshot Shorty Five, F T, my DJ Dee

Mr. Walt, B, all my in the motherfucker
You know what I'm sayin'? mad blunts and just chillin'
So down the bullshit in ninety three
Ninety four, ninety five, shit is
Moon, we out