Представляем точный текст композиции "Buck Buck" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Dan The Automator . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Buck Buck» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Dan The Automator передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Dan The Automator - "Buck Buck"
Lyrics to Buck Buck : (feat. Poet) [Scratching] Circumstance is beyond our control [Poet] Livin on the down low and I represent the Shaolion deep Where crazy bothers known for buckin a nigga, so dont sleep ''''' Watch the bodies pile Ooh child you cant fuck with my bloody murderstyle I got you on a scope and its sharper than a knife Feel the 9-mill rip it through your flesh, taken life Just another bitchass caught up in my warpath Cut you right in half, feel the wrath of a bloodbath Mass destruction, try test my function With the padamin I kicks the flavor in '''' conjunction whats more to prove nigga' Hold op My hoodyman crew know I got shit so up! One for all and all for one Some for me and my crew, but nigga you gets none So check out my steez, I get over like a bear Hoppin door and rush hour lookin out for the coppa Watch what you do and kid its over when my glock pops And my crew rocks, pack em in like a lunchbox '''s mad shitty like a diper Youre just another victim of the rooftop sniper [Chorus] [x4] Buck buck buck The eyelid to let out! Three-fifty-seven! Boom! I put his head out [Poet] I wanna know, can you feel it' The Tech-9 rip, because this be the season for catchin a map clip Im showin you whos nigga, when I smoke a hell off niggaz Better recognize fool, when my fingers on the trigger Go for the flow ho, just so you know Punk niggaz like you cant fuck with my flow The buckshot, one buckshot two By the time we let off three, therell be no one you Because the buldge in my pants aint just a big dick Every 4th of July, youre bussin shots with my click And that crew consists of nigga Wrecker But no, Im the only bouncer, so love I, my brother Big chop is on, I caught the storm When I see a crazy cloud of meth comin down like a hawk And that can only mean Big Sam is in the hallway With a fat blunt, gettin fucked up all day Slow decept you, flex you, now we bust Fuck if we must, because the glocks we trust Open up your eyes, now you see your triggerstyle Glocks pop up, nigga what now' ChickaPOW! [Chorus] [x4] Buck Buck Buck The eyelid to let out Three fifty seven! Boom! I put his head out [Poet] Listen to my 9-millimeter go bang Shells drop from the glock, now I know you cant hang With the roughneck, hooligan, oh no not you again Killin mad force, no remorse when I do em in Chose to oppose, now you sleep with the fishes Tech-9 dreams clock nineteen wishes My ''' gets crazy fat like a ham Niggaz try to play me out and Ill be damned if I dont 'blam' Step back, perpertratin with the job When its time to survive, cock back with the full five On the streets reaper, you met the grim reaper Layin six feet down, cause it gets no deeper [Chorus] [x4] Buck Buck Buck The eyelid to let out Three fifty seven! Boom! I put his head out [The beat goes on with some scratches and then fades out] [ Buck Buck Lyrics ]
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