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[Intro:
this is Kam representin' Watts in Compton

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

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

If you niggas know you should know by now
Ice got more game the law allows
Straight up - the biggest baller in the
Went straight pimpin' hoes on the NBC
Do you me? I dealed it, ace off the bottom
Hoe's got 'em, I'm the one you just fade
Rolex in the grade, hair was laid
Everything I wore to school baby was tailor
dice in the bathroom on my knees
I'll roll the break and break that ass with these
Start jewel-liks, re-investin' in ki's
the top on the flo', let you feel the breeze

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

Is it new year God? I'm comin' back
Movin' harder than a convict with a shack in the
New Jacks wanna hear me rap beggin' for skills
I've so many rappers I can make a land field fool
You've doubt for a mic dude, the Ice is a
rules , I got more pool than a mule
Matter of fact, comprehend 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 I all ready did
your girl gotta admit she was a sexy bitch
But I hit it with the Gin so my nuts itch
(Whta, what, what?)

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

Nigga duck, DJ the cut, huh
250 throw they sets up
L.A. style, what? (West Side!!)
If you've never seen it before put a knot in your gut
Stand up, check your areas your group, troops
These killers is real plus they, off the loot
Proceedin' to leave a nigga
They love to fuck up in a frenzy, let fuckin' feed me
start screamin' and stampedin'
Thank God it's evening, I didn't the burner in the B.M.
Where my nigga Buck, nobody him
Probably in the Eye Of The where the ill perform, perform, perform...