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(feat. Buckshot Shorty)

[Intro: kam]
Aiyyo this is Kam representin' Watts in Compton

[Buckshot Shorty]
Anything can happen
Don't stop, huh, ha, huh, uh, yeah, s**t
[Buckshot, Ice-T]
Buckshot, he be the emcee
What, watch your step

[Buckshot Shorty]
Can I hear it for Buckshot? (Buckshot)
Buck's hot, spell it and yell it but the s**t don't stop
It be hot, y'all n****s is worthless in the money market
I'm buck you ain't worth s**t, n***a what?
Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy
Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth
And one day I see you standin' at a token booth
It was on a hot wet night, I think it was a Saturday
Right after that party that he lead out down the way
Gunshots spread - everyday, all day (f**k!)
D. T. 's rushed the party in 2K
Buck - The Beef be - fled the scene right before the cops
And the Swats came with the triple beam
Uh, s**t is real you know how we do when the young n****s peel out
Don't squeal [undecipherable]

If you n****s don't know you should know by now
Ice got more game than the law allows
Straight up - the biggest baller in the industry
Went straight from pimpin' hoes on the nbc
Do you feel me? I dealed it, ace off the bottom
Hoe's got 'em, I'm the one you just can't fade
Rolex in the tenth grade, hair was laid
Everything I wore to school baby was tailor made
Shot dice in the bathroom on my knees
I'll roll across the break and break that a** with these
Start hittin' jewel-liks, re-investin' in ki's
Drop the top on the flo', let you feel the breeze

[Buckshot Shorty]
Trees make my eyes bleed I come from an I'll breed
Thoroughbred born from a strong seed
Led by a bunch of individuals (Ali)
Uh, criminals to generals - this is like wow!
Look at how my brain ay blew you out the frames
Twist of fate cause you say the same s**t now
The Local Mobb Grill and let y'all n****s know I'm dead
I'm serious, somebody can get killed
Wait for the fire drill and when you start to smell the smoke
Run n***a Buck ain't no joke I'll buck a shot at your zipped up coat
Chop the throat like a blow from Judo, n***a you know

Is it new year God? I'm comin' back mad-hard
Movin' harder than a convict with a shack in the yard
New Jacks wanna hear me rap beggin' for freestyle skills
I've served so many rappers I can make a land field fool
You've doubt for a mic dude, the Ice is a jewel
F**k rules, I got more pool than a mule
Matter of fact, never comprehend the styles I sin
I've been breakin', annihilate fakes and tens
See I'm a n***a from the West Side cheered I peel libs
What prayin' that you do hill when I all ready did
Like your girl gotta admit she was a s*** b***h
But I hit it with the Gin so my nuts don't itch
(Whta, what, what?)

[Buckshot Shorty]
Buck's got ya locked, body drawn like pit bulls
We don't give a f**k if we have to pull, click, s**t
Brooklyn n****s is known to rep-resent
Any n***a happened that's why I left
N****s get strep-throats, throats get strepped
Get your s**t taken then your s**t is kept
Uh, s**t in a step, if not got your back broke
Plus ya jaw tapped, snapped your 'Adams Ap'
It's just a fact that n****s ain't s**t
Ain't s**t like Egyptians, n***a trippin'
Beenie-eyed, never slippin', I'm grippin' the four-twenty
Moth*****k the bullshit talk - where the money?
Years ago, a friend of me ask me to start up a company
Duck Down's the name, rap music is the aim
Lyrically I bring the pain and lock the game with no padlock and chain
Some said that Buck went bust
But when I came out, I left 'em all in the dust
Look at your sound scam, original brown man
Makin' million everytime I drop a jam

N***a duck, dj drop the cut, huh
250 n****s throw they sets up
L. A. Style, n***a what? (West Side!!)
If you've never seen it before they'll put a knot in your gut
Stand up, check your areas your group, your troops
These gang killers is real plus they, off the loot
Proceedin' to leave a n***a bleedin'
They love to f**k up in a frenzy, let fu***n' sharks feed me
B*****s start screamin' and stampedin'
Thank God it's evening, I didn't leave the burner in the B. M.
Where my n***a Buck, nobody seen him
Probably in the Eye Of The Storm where the I'll perform, perform, perform...

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