Luyện nghe bài hát Buck - Buck

Skoob and giving shoutouts*

Well a buck-buck (here)
And a (there)
the front to the (rear)
Throw your (in the air)
x3*

Verse 1:

Ding! back in the ring yo it's the tag team jams (yeah yeah)
So all rise for the honours balk, your lies mark drum
Now I'm stronger and I'm faster, thicker your pasta
I got more than most mc's can master
I'm (what? ) d-wilin, (what? ) stylin (what what? ? ) regardless
Beatin me is like the bills dallas
Keep them fro the midgets, there! I be the shit, it
And plus I light that ass up the numerical digits
In my (beeper), cos we're throwin in the (sleeper)
I'm dazin you (etha), more hoodies than the (grim reaper)
Be on you everywhere, my style it the everyday
It's better, we're sayin that other niggas never say (kid)
Cookin the flows (what? ) to your toes wanna tip (tip)
I to be a wheel watcher til I got my whip (whip)
You see I walk with a (bop bop), I talk the (slop slop)
Man, you like six bull in a slot (slot slot)
It's the abortion, son I'm launchin, to floor shit
Click-click now I'm on some draw mcgraw shit
For shit, now dice bring it back on the
Alright we get the busters, blunts out the mill (yeah)

So get the (here)
And the (there)
From the to the (rear)
Throw your in the (air air)
a buck-buck (here here)
And a (buck here)
the front to the (rear)
Throw hands (in the air)
With a (here)
And a (there there)
the front to the (yeah rear)
Throw hands (in the air)
a buck-buck (here here)
And a buck-buck (there there em)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (from the rear, throw your hands in the air, yeah)

Verse 2:

yo, the one is for my nuts (uhh), the two is for my penis (penis)
You see I can rock this microphone (yeah) from here to fuckin
Boy, I mean this, you've never seen this you're corny (corny)
I'm on ya raps, I'm drinkin (yeah) nass because you're foamy
Wit that shit, I freak shit like I'm suppose ta (yeah)
Try to test my skills, word is bond (motherfucker), I'm gonna ya
(yeah)
I do this, they be like "who dis? " (who ), I break the answer (answer)
Krazy fuckin drayzie on the mic (yeah), I like (cancer)
So peep it (yeah) cos i'ma keep it straighter an arrow
on my jive (why? ) because I rock like a camaro
Back to rip the tribes so pack your vest, so the flow (flow)
Some niggas copy but they're soppy like joe (yo) joe (yo)
How I rip the on the mic (nightly)
Tell niggas now there ain't a motherfucker like me!
(ya hype be), I'm slightly in the mood so watch me wreck (yeah)
Check shit, I be on some new (neck shit)
I flex shit, that's the way I flip it on a
You knows who I are, my star like the spangled
Banner, bust the grammar but I bring forth my
If it hip-hop (aiyyo)
Well then it be some rockin (bow! bow! bow!)
I'm risin in your ? ? ? ? and flakes, you're gonna lose me (lose me)
And if ya didn't know, one more here (this is why my choose me)

So give a
And a there
From the to the (rear)
Throw hands (in the air)

a buck-buck (here)
And a (there)
From the to the (rear)
Throw hands in the air
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