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[Intro:
this is Kam representin' Watts in Compton

[Buckshot
Anything can
Don't stop, huh, ha, huh, uh, yeah,
[Buckshot,
Buckshot, he be the
What, your step

Shorty]
Can I it for Buckshot? (Buckshot)
hot, spell it and yell it but the shit don't stop
It be hot, y'all niggas is worthless in the money
I'm you ain't worth shit, nigga what?
Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your
Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the
And one day I see you at a token booth
It was on a hot wet night, I think it was a
Right after party that he lead out down the way
spread - everyday, all day (fuck!)
D.T.'s rushed the in 2K
Buck - The Beef be - fled the scene right before the
and the came with the triple beam
Uh, shit is real you know how we do the young niggas peel out
squeal [undecipherable]

If you niggas know you should know by now
Ice got more game than the law
Straight up - the biggest baller in the
Went straight from pimpin' on the NBC
Do you me? I dealed it, ace off the bottom
got 'em, I'm the one you just can't fade
Rolex in the tenth grade, hair was
Everything I wore to baby was tailor made
Shot in the bathroom on my knees
I'll roll across the break and break that ass these
Start hittin' jewel-liks, re-investin' in
Drop the top on the flo', let you feel the

[Buckshot
Trees make my eyes bleed I from an ill breed
Thoroughbred born from a strong
Led by a of individuals (Ali)
Uh, criminals to generals - this is wow!
Look at how my brain ay blew you out the
twist of fate cause you say the same now
The Mobb Grill and let y'all niggas know I'm dead
I'm serious, can get killed
Wait for the fire drill and when you start to smell the
run nigga Buck ain't no joke I'll buck a shot at your zipped up
Chop the throat a blow from Judo, nigga you know

Is it new God? I'm comin' back mad-hard
Movin' harder than a convict a shack in the yard
New Jacks wanna me rap beggin' for freestyle skills
I've served so many I can make a land field fool
You've for a mic dude, the Ice is a jewel
Fuck rules , I got pool than a mule
Matter of fact, never the styles I sin
I've been breakin', annihilate fakes and
See I'm a nigga the West Side cheered I peel libs
What prayin' that you do hill when I all did
Like girl gotta admit she was a sexy bitch
But I hit it with the Gin so my nuts don't
(Whta, what, what?)

[Buckshot
Buck's got ya locked, body drawn pit bulls
We don't give a fuck if we to pull, click, shit
Brooklyn is known to rep-resent
Any happened that's why I left
get strep-throats, throats get strepped
Get your shit taken your shit is kept
Uh, shit in a step, if not got back broke
Plus ya jaw tapped, snapped 'Adams Ap'
It's just a fact that niggas ain't
shit like Egyptians, nigga trippin'
Beenie-eyed, never slippin', I'm grippin' the
Motherfuck the bullshit talk - the money?
Years ago, a of me ask me to start up a company
Down's the name, rap music is the aim
Lyrically I bring the pain and lock the with no padlock and chain
Some that Buck went bust
But when I came out, I 'em all in the dust
at your sound scam, original brown man
Makin' everytime I drop a jam

Nigga duck, DJ the cut, huh
250 niggas throw sets up
L.A. style, nigga (West Side!!)
If never seen it before they'll put a knot in your gut
Stand up, check your your group, your troops
These gang killers is real they, off the loot
Proceedin' to leave a nigga
They to fuck up in a frenzy, let fuckin' sharks feed me
Bitches start screamin' and
Thank God it's evening, I didn't the burner in the B.M.
Where my nigga Buck, seen him
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