Текст песни Dan the Automator f Poet - Buck Buck, слова песни Dan the Automator f Poet

Текст песни Dan the Automator f Poet - Buck Buck

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[Scratching]Circumstance is beyond our control[Poet]Livin` on the down low and I represent the Shaolion deepWhere crazy bother`s known for buckin` a nigga, so don`t sleep????? Watch the bodies pileOoh child you can`t fuck with my bloody murderstyleI got you on a scope and it`s sharper than a knifeFeel the 9-mill rip it through your flesh, taken lifeJust another bitchass caught up in my warpathCut you right in half, feel the wrath of a bloodbathMass destruction, try test my functionWith the padamin I kicks the flavor in ???? conjunctionwhat`s more to prove nigga? Hold opMy hoodyman crew know I got shit so up!One for all and all for oneSome for me and my crew, but nigga you gets noneSo check out my steez, I get over like a bearHoppin` door and rush hour lookin` out for the coppaWatch what you do and kid it`s over when my glock popsAnd my crew rocks, pack `em in like a lunchbox???`s mad shitty like a diperYou`re just another victim of the rooftop sniper[Chorus]4x Buck buck buck The eyelid to let out! Three-fifty-seven! Boom! I put his head out[Poet]I wanna know, can you feel it?The Tech-9 rip, because this be the season for catchin` a map clipI`m showin` you who`s nigga, when I smoke a hell off niggazBetter recognize fool, when my finger`s on the triggerGo for the flow ho, just so you knowPunk niggaz like you can`t fuck with my flowThe buckshot, one buckshot twoBy the time we let off three, there`ll be no one youBecause the buldge in my pants ain`t just a big dickEvery 4th of July, you`re bussin` shots with my clickAnd that crew consists of nigga WreckerBut no, I`m the only bouncer, so love I, my brotherBig chop is on, I caught the stormWhen I see a crazy cloud of meth comin` down like a hawkAnd that can only mean Big Sam is in the hallwayWith a fat blunt, gettin` fucked up all daySlow decept you, flex you, now we bustFuck if we must, because the glocks we trustOpen up your eyes, now you see your triggerstyleGlocks pop up, nigga what now? ChickaPOW![Chorus]4x Buck Buck Buck The eyelid to let out Three fifty seven! Boom! I put his head out[Poet]Listen to my 9-millimeter go bangShells drop from the glock, now I know you can`t hangWith the roughneck, hooligan, oh no not you againKillin` mad force, no remorse when I do `em inChose to oppose, now you sleep with the fishesTech-9 dreams clock nineteen wishesMy ??? gets crazy fat like a hamNiggaz try to play me out and I`ll be damned if I don`t ?blam?Step back, perpertratin` with the jobWhen it`s time to survive, cock back with the full fiveOn the streets reaper, you met the grim reaperLayin` six feet down, `cause it gets no deeper[Chorus]4x Buck Buck Buck The eyelid to let out Three fifty seven! Boom! I put his head out[The beat goes on with some scratches and then fades out]

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