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[Intro:
Aiyyo is Kam representin' Watts in Compton

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

[Buckshot
Can I it for Buckshot? (Buckshot)
Buck's hot, spell it and yell it but the shit don't
It be hot, niggas is worthless in the money market
I'm buck you worth shit, nigga what?
Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by daddy
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 it was a Saturday
Right after that that he lead out down the way
spread - everyday, all day (fuck!)
D.T.'s rushed the in 2K
- The Beef be - fled the scene right before the cops
and the Swats with the triple beam
Uh, shit is real you know how we do the young niggas peel out
squeal [undecipherable]

If you niggas don't you should know by now
Ice got more game than the law
Straight up - the biggest in the industry
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 can't
Rolex in the grade, hair was laid
Everything I to school baby was tailor made
Shot in the bathroom on my knees
I'll roll the break and break that ass with these
hittin' jewel-liks, re-investin' in ki's
Drop the top on the flo', let you feel the

[Buckshot
Trees make my eyes bleed I come an ill breed
Thoroughbred born from a seed
Led by a of individuals (Ali)
Uh, criminals to generals - this is wow!
at how my brain ay blew you out the frames
twist of fate you say the same shit 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 no joke I'll buck a shot at your zipped up coat
Chop the throat a blow from Judo, nigga you know

Is it new year God? I'm back mad-hard
Movin' harder than a convict a shack in the yard
New Jacks wanna hear me rap beggin' for freestyle
served so many rappers I can make a land field fool
You've doubt for a mic dude, the Ice is a
Fuck rules , I got more pool a mule
of fact, never comprehend the styles I sin
I've been breakin', fakes and tens
See I'm a nigga from the West Side cheered I libs
What prayin' you do hill when I all ready did
Like your girl admit she was a sexy bitch
But I hit it with the Gin so my nuts itch
(Whta, what, what?)

Shorty]
Buck's got ya locked, body like pit bulls
We don't give a fuck if we to pull, click, shit
Brooklyn niggas is known to
Any nigga that's why I left
Niggas get strep-throats, throats get
Get your shit taken then your shit is
Uh, shit in a step, if not got your back
Plus ya jaw tapped, snapped your Ap'
It's a fact that niggas ain't shit
Ain't shit like Egyptians, nigga
Beenie-eyed, slippin', I'm grippin' the four-twenty
Motherfuck the bullshit - where the money?
Years ago, a friend of me ask me to start up a
Duck Down's the name, rap is the aim
Lyrically I bring the and lock the game with no padlock and chain
Some said that went bust
But when I came out, I 'em all in the dust
Look at your sound scam, original man
Makin' million I drop a jam

Nigga duck, DJ the cut, huh
250 niggas they sets up
L.A. style, what? (West Side!!)
If you've seen it before they'll put a knot in your gut
Stand up, check your areas your group, your
gang killers is real plus they, off the loot
Proceedin' to leave a bleedin'
love to fuck up in a frenzy, let fuckin' sharks feed me
Bitches start and stampedin'
Thank God it's evening, I didn't leave the in the B.M.
Where my nigga Buck, seen him
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