Текст песни Shyheim - Buckwylyn, слова песни Shyheim

Текст песни Shyheim - Buckwylyn

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[sample]They`re just out there doin itThey`re just out there doin it and they don`t really give a damn what`s happenin(And lil shorty with the .38 could pop you and jet- Guru 2X)[Shyheim]We was chillin on the ave buggin out lookin dapAnd these 4 cold boys rolled up in a cabThey pulled out a tool said get against the wallFuck that, rather brawl then go out at allMy man pushed back, body pulled the triggerNah G, not Amsin, that`s my main niggaHis body hit the floor, blood covered the groundHow that sound? I didn`t even give my last poundThe red glare with these tears made me shedNow I`m fedMy right hand man could be deadHell no, I couldn`t let him flee that ain`t meOr have me and my crew lounge in peaceSo we dash, put the gladiatior on that ass in the grassHis life is now come to passThe fear made him shrimp, aw shit the gun slippedMy man picked up the burner and emptied the clipIn his back, no slack jack it`s time to retreat backWipe the gat and pack it in the napsackYo be out, cause 5.0 is soon to comeAnd get arrested and bagged for murder oneChorus:(And lil shorty with the .38 could pop you and jet)(And lil shorty with the .38 could pop you and jet)I`m buckwild and I want wreck(And lil shorty with the .38 could pop you and jet)I`m buckwild and I want wreck(And lil shorty with the .38 could pop you and jet)[Shyheim]I know a kid named Dane, he had mad fameIn the drug game, throwin his life down the drainHe slang mad rocks on the block til it got hotThen he hit the jackpot, now he owns a crackspotHe always got blunted, smoked up the PhillyNow he use White Owl minks with his illyProps, had lots and girls around his fingerThe neighborhood banger and the hot rock slingerThe cops is on his back, left, right, right and leftHe had a plan that was def so he steppedHe stuck up Bill, the one from up the hill that was chillNow Bill wants to kill Dane deadFor his name and his fame so he didHe lit up the kid with lead in his headNow Dane`s deadChorus[Shyheim]There`s a party goin on down the blockPack up, load the gats now my whole crew`s strapped, what!Bring the drama, Shaolin against all yaMy crew`s in here deep ready to bomb yaI got the ill rhymes, nigga`s lookin for a showBut it`s gettin kinda hectic on the mad down lowHonies with the big butts whine to get stuckAnd they kill a bitch and it`s time to get buckedBoom baow, niggas wanna drop cause it`s real hotAnd some knucklehead wants to blow up the spotPulls out a gat or burner he`s the manExcept he ain`t down with the Clan check the planShorty`s backed up cause we`re true to the crewDoin what we gotta do with a 40 ounce of WuCrashed to the head, 2 seconds from bein deadAnd it stopped, when these 2 kids busted shotsThe party`s in a smash and the Wu got it locked upIt`s it, the man on the mic is a propsChorus

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Текст песни Shyheim - Buckwylyn

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