Buck 'Em - Snoop Dogg feat Sticky Fingaz
(F_ck 'em)
[Snoop Dogg]
Damn this sh_t sound low then motherf_cker in my earphones.
Alright, yeah that's it right there n_gga.
As soon as the bass hits your dome
Snoop Dogg grabs the chrome
And gets in your system
Shootin off rhymes like a pistol
F_ckin your click off with this blow
This hoe, that hoe make me rich
Snoop Dogg please won't you break that biach
I'm back in the game gettin my dough
And f_ck any motherf_cker that say it ain't so
Do it to em be young
Cause on the real dogg you the hardest n_gga we um
We shakin em off, breakin em off
Shot him in his face and now they takin him off
Here's a shoutout to those with quad out
Fool we should have got out, now you gettin popped out
I'm not out to diss but to get my chips
And smash, pass with cash
And blaze the spliff now pass the fifth
For real n_gga did you hear me, ya heard
You ran up and got served, ha ha
Now ain't that a trip (what what)
You need to get up off of that bullsh_t
C'mon
[Sticky Fingaz]
(F_ck 'em, f_ck 'em)
Young beast to four green
Dirty or clean n_gga the money is all green
(F_ck 'em, f_ck 'em)
Cock it back ya know me
Every n_gga look the same behind a stocking cap
(F_ck 'em, f_ck 'em)
Sh_t on waisted
Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets
(F_ck 'em, f_ck 'em)
Don't make a difference
N_ggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it
[Snoop Dogg]
F_ck em, the scene is set (set)
And it's a million b_tch n_ggas bout to straight get wet
I walk em all in the street
F_ck em, I cuff they hands and blind they eyes and hog tie they feet
F_ck em, with no remorse n_gga cut em down
Love the way we shut em down, sh_t it ain't funny now
Used to be my buddy pal, n_gga wet and bloody now
N_gga where your homies now, half them n_ggas funny style
F_ck em, it's bout to get sh_tty now
Doggy bout to get him now cause you better sit him down
N_gga what up now, you act like a b_tch
You bound to get f_cked you trick ass snitch
F_ck em, boy we on a rampage
Rippin up this damn stage, yeah it's still a G thang
Slammin doors, slappin hoes
Cuz f_ck videos, I get a hundred for shows
If you ain't got the papers
I ain't got the time to sit and chat about the motherf_cking vapors
Biach, don't even trip
You need to raise up off of that bullsh_t
C'mon
[Sticky Fingaz]
(F_ck 'em, f_ck 'em)
Young beast to four green
Dirty or clean n_gga the money is all green
(F_ck 'em, f_ck 'em)
Cock it back ya know me
Every n_gga look the same behind a stocking cap
(F_ck 'em, f_ck 'em)
Sh_t on waisted
Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets
(F_ck 'em, f_ck 'em)
Don't make a difference
N_ggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it
(F_ck 'em)
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