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[Intro:
Aiyyo this is Kam representin' in Compton

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

Shorty]
Can I hear it for (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 buck you worth shit, nigga what?
Think about it, shorty what you drivin' by your daddy
Oops, you almost had me, up until I saw the truth
And one day I see you standin' at a booth
It was on a hot wet night, I it was a Saturday
Right after that party that he out down the way
Gunshots - everyday, all day (fuck!)
D.T.'s the party in 2K
Buck - The Beef be - fled the scene right before the
and the Swats with the triple beam
Uh, is real you know 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 baller in the industry
Went straight from hoes on the NBC
Do you feel me? I it, ace off the bottom
Hoe's got 'em, I'm the one you just can't
Rolex in the tenth grade, hair was
I wore to school baby was tailor made
Shot dice in the on my knees
I'll roll the break and break that ass with these
Start jewel-liks, re-investin' in ki's
Drop the top on the flo', let you the breeze

[Buckshot
Trees make my eyes bleed I come from an ill
Thoroughbred from a strong seed
Led by a bunch of (Ali)
Uh, criminals to generals - is like wow!
Look at how my ay blew you out the frames
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 at your zipped up coat
Chop the like a blow from Judo, nigga you know

Is it new year I'm comin' 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 many rappers I can make a field fool
You've for a mic dude, the Ice is a jewel
rules , I got more pool than a mule
Matter of fact, never the styles I sin
I've been breakin', annihilate fakes and
See I'm a nigga from the Side cheered I peel libs
What prayin' that you do when I all ready did
Like your girl gotta admit she was a sexy
But I hit it with the Gin so my don't itch
(Whta, what, what?)

Shorty]
Buck's got ya locked, body drawn pit bulls
We don't a fuck if we have to pull, click, shit
Brooklyn niggas is known to
Any happened that's why I left
get strep-throats, throats get strepped
Get your shit taken then your is kept
Uh, shit in a step, if not got your back
Plus ya jaw tapped, your 'Adams Ap'
It's just a fact that ain't shit
shit like Egyptians, nigga trippin'
Beenie-eyed, never slippin', I'm grippin' the
Motherfuck the bullshit - 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 and chain
said that Buck went bust
But when I out, I left 'em all in the dust
at your sound scam, original brown man
Makin' million I drop a jam

Nigga duck, DJ the cut, huh
250 niggas throw sets up
L.A. style, what? (West Side!!)
If you've never seen it before they'll put a knot in gut
Stand up, check areas your group, your troops
These gang killers is real plus they, off the
Proceedin' to a nigga bleedin'
love to fuck up in a frenzy, let fuckin' sharks feed me
Bitches screamin' and stampedin'
Thank God it's evening, I leave the burner in the B.M.
Where my nigga Buck, seen him
Probably in the Eye Of The Storm the ill perform, perform, perform...