Letra de Buck ’Em - Snoop Dogg

(Feat. Sticky Fingaz)

(Buck 'em)

Damn, this shit sound low than a motherfucker in my earphones

Alright, yeah that's it right there nigga

As soon as the bass hits your dome

Snoop Dogg grabs the chrome and gets in your system

Shootin off rhymes like a pistol

Fuckin your click off with this blow

This ho, that ho make me rich

Snoop Dogg please won't you break that biatch

I'm back in the game gettin my dough

And fuck any motherfucker that say it ain't so

Do it to em, D.O

Cause on the real, dog you the hardest nigga we know

I'm shakin' 'em off, breakin' 'em off

Shot him in his face and now they takin him off

Here's a shoutout to those with a plot 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 nigga 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 bullshit

C'mon

(Buck 'em, Buck 'em)

Young beast to Fort Greene

Dirty or clean, nigga the money is all green

(Buck 'em, Buck 'em)

Cock it back, ya know me

Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap

(Buck 'em, Buck 'em)

Shit on wasted

Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets

(Buck 'em, Buck 'em)

Don't make a difference

Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it

(Buck em), the scene is set (set)

And it's a million bitch niggas bout to straight get wet

I walk em all in the street (Fuck em)

I cuff they hands and blind they eyes and hog tie they feet

(Fuck em), with no remorse nigga cut em down

Love the way we shut em down, shit it ain't funny now

Used to be my buddy pal, nigga wet and bloody now

Nigga where your homies now, half them niggas funny style

(Fuck em), it's bout to get shitty now

Doggy bout to get him now cause you better sit him down

Nigga what up now, you act like a bitch

You bound to get fucked you trick ass snitch

(Fuck em), boy we on a rampage

Rippin up this damn stage, yeah it's still a G thang

Slammin doors, slappin hoes

Cuz fuck 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 motherfucking vapors

Biatch, don't even trip

You need to raise up off of that bullshit

C'mon

(Buck 'em, Buck 'em)

Young beast to Fort Greene

Dirty or clean, nigga the money is all green

(Buck 'em, Buck 'em)

Cock it back, ya know me

Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap

(Buck 'em, Buck 'em)

Shit on wasted

Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets

(Buck 'em, Buck 'em)

Don't make a difference

Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it

(Buck' em)

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