Luyện nghe bài hát Buckin' Em Down

Yeah, man the flavor,
Yeah, ah yeah, who we

Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, em down

Ninety-three comin' off with the flicks and the rough
Packin' niggas kicks with black pits, tooth, the truth, ha-coot
the juice and let the hot-ass-lead-loose
Let it fly, betty-bye if ready to die
Kickin' your ass and you can ask Sweat why?
I make your seem obsolete G

Rippin' ass discretely, if you meet me
Puttin' bullets in tents, no fingerprints
catch a slug in your ass while you jump the fence
Another young black man just caught a
Not from
From gettin' like a staircase

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Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em

Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em

Yeah, what a scene, a Tech
With an extra magazine out the baggy-ass
Wettin' up the with mad Tech shots
Drop the glock, puttin' crack heads in
Like a cheetah my dig-beaters
Ten millimeter, buck, buckin' you down my two-seater

shit for the brothers who ain't here
Killin' and kickin' snitches right off the pier
Glock of guts, steady buckin' butts
Lettin' moonlight in your
Def Jam in your ass for the
You've got posse but are you nice your hands?

Buck, buckin' em down, buck, em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down
Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down

Biggin' them up and the rippin' up and the
Shakin' them up and the pickin' up and the
Biggin' them up and the rippin' up and the
Shakin' them up and the them up and the

Biggin' them up and the them up and the
Shakin' them up and the them up
Biggin' them up and the rippin' up and the
Shakin' up and the pick

Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em

Draggin' your rappers outta clubs
Thinkin' it pay too much, wet 'em a dove
But in the slang, in the speech, in the
Connect, can never be ripped by a child
Gun smoke, on the block, yeah
When all the was dead, coulda did a bid
emcee scramble, dismantle
Never gamble and try to handle a

You'll catch a forty upside ya head with ya dreads
Tryin' to front like packin' lead
Dumb-dumbs are fine in a
And now you got beef than a jiro
Peep the ballistic, kick, slick, quick, a script-a-slips
But that ain't new shit, ya crib down
I'm frontin' personal, he's hearin' how a nine
Busy-quizick, the disare is in up his li-life, the visits was borin'

Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em

Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, em down, buck, buckin' em down
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em
Buck, buckin' em down, buck, buckin' em