one of the most dangerous niggas you ever came across Better cock my shit and bust until they label you lost With no remorse, me, fiend, big ed goin
on the big screen strivin. Gotta love a nigga for survivin. I wear alot of old schools jewels. Look how the fools ??. Ooohh. Stop lookin at me hard cuz your buffer. But I'll just buck
s a quiet Wednesday afternoon Roommates all gone at work or school And, I've got the whole house to myself so... I might as well get naked as buck Do
our style.. [Wish Bone:] Show 'em how to do it hustla's stay right, he roll how we roll when I ride. [Layzie Bone:] We gon' shoot 'em again incase ya'
self up for the Originoo Gunn Clap [Top Dog Big Kahuna] We are the wickedest Gunn from outta New York People them talk about them Gunn out the buck You
Being.. Love Allah.. Ill Boogie.. [echoes] [Verse One] Rap is my bitch, but right now she got me pissed Let these niggaz fuck for a buck Damn I mischocked
dogs are jumpin the walls because we keep disobeying the laws Ese Brown wachu think should I buck'em? Fuck 'em should I buck'em? Fuck 'em Buck'em all
a nigga dippin through Hand on my heat, pullin the trigger with the quickness Slobs feelin the muthafuccin wrath of my Cripness Crippin to the fullest 'cause nigga buck slobs, buck
it, I was born to roll Just like How I was born with the sickenin' flow I'm splittin' and lickin' the competition, like 'em out the moan I fit in for
(feat. Big Pun, Cam'Ron, Canibus, Noreaga) [DJ Clue: with echo effect] Fantastic Four: Cam'ron, Pun, Nore, Canibus [Cam'Ron] You never hear that
I'm too fast for 'em Mr. Potato (oh) Head (ooh), nigga then slid and mash on Clash on 'em (yeeah), harass 'em (yeeah) Flash 'em (yeeah) wit a full tank
projectiles oppenets get x-ed out Approach wit lint(in combat we brutal wit contact) D.Angels entered the torcher and cracked the concrete We resultin devalations long as clip and big
Check for warrants, that son of a bitch on the run, I know Three of his niggas got life, he use to roll with And told 'em I bodied an upcoming basketball
I got shit that'll go through walls And when I click, it ain't no laws We get buck, crunk from here to Houston Rockin' straw hats, drinkin' outta big jars Swirvin' into big
this Nigga let me up out of here! Nigga y'all can't take me to jail anyway I don't even know why y'all got me gaffled Look, fuck that, when my big homies
while me and my mob got a trunk full of 9's Drop then I'll slay ya, bing, bang, birthday for the A-hole Ready to Buck! Buck! Buck! but it's a must to
eyes, you gettin fucked by Boo Kapone (Dig that bitch out, Boo) You better shake it (what?), til you break it (uhh) Jump outcha clothes and get buck-ed
