Luyện nghe bài hát Buckin' Em Down

Yeah, man the flavor,
Yeah, ah yeah, who we

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Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, em down

Ninety-three off with the flicks and the rough shit
Packin' niggas with black pits, saber tooth, the truth, ha-coot
Spit the juice and let the
Let it fly, if you're ready to die
Kickin' your ass and you can ask Keith Sweat
I make your Benz seem G

Rippin' ass discretely, if you meet me
Puttin' holes in tents, no fingerprints
You'll catch a slug in ass while you jump the fence
Another black man just caught a case
Not from
From gettin' funky a staircase

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Yeah, what a scene, pullin' a
With an extra magazine out the jeans
Wettin' up the block mad Tech shots
Drop the glock, puttin' crack in headlocks
Like a cheetah with my
Ten millimeter, buck, you down from my two-seater

Rippin' shit for the brothers who ain't
Killin' bears and kickin' right off the pier
Glock full of guts, steady buckin'
Lettin' moonlight in head-pull-puds
Def Jam in your ass for the
You've got posse but are you nice with hands?

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Biggin' them up and the rippin' up and the
Shakin' up and the pickin' them up and the
them up and the rippin' them up and the
Shakin' them up and the pickin' up and the

Biggin' them up and the rippin' up and the
Shakin' them up and the them up
them up and the rippin' them up and the
Shakin' them up and the

Buck, buckin' em down, buck, em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em

Draggin' flower-ass rappers outta clubs
Thinkin' it pay too much, wet 'em like a
But in the slang, in the speech, in the
Connect, can never be ripped by a child
Gun smoke, on the block, yeah
all the shit was dead, coulda did a bid
Conferring emcee scramble,
gamble and try to handle a vandal

You'll catch a forty ya head with ya fake dreads
to front like you're packin' lead
Dumb-dumbs are in a Spiro
And now you got more than a jiro
the ballistic, kick, slick, quick, flip a script-a-slips
But ain't new shit, burnin' ya crib down
I'm frontin' personal, he's hearin' how a nine
Busy-quizick, the disare is in up his li-life, the visits was borin'

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Buck, buckin' em down, buck, em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, em down
Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down

Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em