Luyện nghe bài hát Buck Em Down

Buck em (repeat 16X)
Verse Buckshot Shorty *
To the weak, what we do, buck em down, life
Each and every whenever I'm in the sight
Let my nigga Jewel peep your style for card
Then I a verse and take a look at the God
God hit them niggaz with a verse real
C'mon God is all on your dick
You what they say about niggaz who ride dicks
niggaz become chicks, word life
I bullshittin, ask my nigga Buff
On the he was tough locked up he was sweet stuff
Shit is hot, to Ma Duke
and get the loot from the man kick his ass with my
Shorty with the that I Buck with fuck with
hanger with the double-edged banger
And I got niggaz my drawers
Niggaz fake I'ma a cap fuck that I'm breakin jaws
bring it to your chest like, wind
Fill fuckin lungs up with all the bullshit from within
But I'ma put it back so
To the weak in all we do everyday
em down (repeat 32X)
Verse Buckshot Shorty
Niggaz tell me when I kick it
Although my shit is wicked, it's all the blunts and how I lick
it
Or how I a nigga in the mug
with the slug leavin white chalk all on a black rug
You couldn't me other word to mother
When I was runnin around I was the real street lover
On the corner out shootin the
up, gettin nice, talkin bout a heist
GQ up to one-two-five
Push up on a lookin live on the prize
I couldn't get the of day when I was Little K
Now you call me Buck so your wanna puck?
Fuck that bitch, I know X amount of thoughts
But they call me Buckshot Shorty cause I no shorts
Word to the shell around my
Big up to all de rudebwoy pon deck
So if you see a weak nigga to that bastard
Or I'ma hit his ass with the plastic
Word life, I bullshittin
Buck em (32X)
Verse Three: Shorty
When I was in I was a mack
Shorty was strapped a lyrical contact
knapsack, with the shit that I G'd
and a nickel bag of weed, yes
A mad nigga runnin up on em all
Fly as hell, hit the park the wall
And all the people sayin Shorty's a bad-ass
but youse a smart little so you gonna last
They knew the time and they knew the woulda
hit you in at four years, so I came to split ya
in the nine-three it's all me
Ninety-four ninety-five that's my years it I'm takin over
In nineteen-ninety-eight I couldn't
To get all my niggaz and do from state to state
Now I'm the motherfucker that's givin
Fuckin with them niggaz Beatminerz on
to Bucktown, U.S.A.
Where the weak niggaz get shit ass played
Buck em (repeat 32X)
Buckshot Shorty
Aiyyo, this is goin out to all the real
who buck down the bullshit, you know what I'm
On the real, in peace to my nigga Buttah
in Coney Island, shit is mad real out
you know what I'm sayin? Shorty
Five F-T, my DJ Dee
Mr. Walt, all my niggaz in the
you know what I'm sayin? Smokin mad
and just chillin. So buck down the bullshit in
ninety-four, ninety-five, shit is
Moon, we out