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[Intro:
Aiyyo this is Kam representin' Watts in

[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 I saw the truth
And one day I see you at a token booth
It was on a hot wet night, I think it was a
Right that 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 Swats came with the beam
Uh, is real you know how we do when the young niggas peel out
Don't [undecipherable]

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

[Buckshot
Trees make my eyes I come 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 ay blew you out the frames
of fate cause you say the same shit now
The Local Mobb Grill and let y'all niggas know I'm
I'm serious, somebody can get
Wait for the fire and when you start to smell the smoke
run Buck ain't no joke I'll buck a shot at your zipped up coat
Chop the like a blow from Judo, nigga you know

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

Shorty]
Buck's got ya locked, drawn like pit bulls
We don't give a if we have to pull, click, shit
Brooklyn is known to rep-resent
Any nigga happened why I left
get strep-throats, throats get strepped
Get your taken then your shit is kept
Uh, shit in a step, if not got your back
Plus ya jaw tapped, your 'Adams Ap'
It's just a that niggas ain't shit
Ain't shit like Egyptians, 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
Down's the name, rap music is the aim
Lyrically I bring the pain and lock the game with no padlock and
said that Buck went bust
But when I came out, I 'em all in the dust
Look at sound scam, original brown man
million everytime I drop a jam

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