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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 step

[Buckshot
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 you ain't worth shit, nigga what?
about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy
Oops, you had me, geesed up until I saw the truth
And one day I see you at a token booth
It was on a hot wet night, I it was a Saturday
Right after party that he lead out down the way
Gunshots - everyday, all day (fuck!)
D.T.'s the party in 2K
Buck - The Beef be - the scene right before the cops
and the Swats came the triple beam
Uh, shit is real you know how we do when the young niggas out
Don't squeal

If you niggas don't you should know by now
Ice got more game than the law
Straight up - the baller in the industry
straight from 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 to school baby was tailor made
Shot in the bathroom on my knees
roll across the break and break that ass with these
Start 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 bunch of (Ali)
Uh, to generals - this is like wow!
at how my brain ay blew you out the frames
twist of fate you say the same shit now
The Local Mobb and let y'all niggas know I'm dead
I'm serious, somebody can get
for the fire 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 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 hear me rap beggin' for skills
I've so many rappers I can make a land 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
been breakin', annihilate fakes and tens
See I'm a nigga from the Side cheered I peel libs
prayin' that you do hill when I all ready did
Like your gotta 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 drawn 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, get strepped
Get your taken then your shit is kept
Uh, shit in a step, if not got back broke
Plus ya jaw tapped, snapped your Ap'
It's just a fact that niggas ain't
Ain't shit like Egyptians, 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 game with no and chain
Some said Buck went bust
But I came out, I left 'em all in the dust
Look at sound scam, original brown man
Makin' million everytime I a jam

Nigga duck, DJ the cut, huh
250 niggas throw sets up
L.A. style, what? (West Side!!)
If you've never it before they'll put a knot in your gut
Stand up, check areas your group, your troops
These killers is real plus they, off the loot
Proceedin' to a nigga bleedin'
They to fuck up in a frenzy, let fuckin' sharks feed me
start screamin' and stampedin'
Thank God 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...