Текст (слова) песни: Black Moon and Smif - N-Wessun - Black Smif-N-Wessun

 
Verse One: Steele 
 
Here we go, break of day, with a mad live session 
Down in Bucktown it`s Black Moon, and Smif-N-Wessun 
Pick up the pace cuz we`re right behind ya black 
The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back 
BOO-YAA-KAA!!! Mr. Ripper did the shooting 
Cops heard the shots, shit`s hot cuz they`re pursuing 
But it`s my stomping groung where herds get blown down 
Think I`m gettin caught by beasts youse a damn clown 
Check the drums of death as I break what`s left 
of your face, cuz you`re sellin out the rap race 
Your family cried as your body lies in it`s casket 
I keep a black Smith-and-Wessun in my polo jacket 
Sixteen shots, for all you hardrocks 
And if your bitch is a dime she can get the cock 
Straight up and down, we two terrible toughies 
The Vickster hit your pockets then I made your eyes puffy 
What pussy? Better drop your mic and get to steppin 
Before you`re face to face with a black Smith-and-Wessun 
 
Chorus: repeat 4X 
 
Load the clip, bust lead to the head 
The nappy head dread, Buckshot and Baldhead 
 
Verse Two: Buckshot 
 
Real niggaz represent and don`t die 
Never dead like I said all we fuckin do is multiply 
I puff a mad bag of buddha 
Niggaz be like "Yo who the shorty?" 
I`m bustin niggaz with my six-shooter 
I get so much pussy my dick be in stitches 
Red-boned or even fucked-up black Zulu bitches 
What? This lil nigga is a mad stalker 
Brooklyn, New York will grab the leash around your neck and then I walk ya 
If youse a bigger nigga bigger niggaz get bucked 
Cuz I`m the Buck and I don`t give a fuck my dick you can suck 
Buck is a killer, thrill a nigga like Manilla 
I`m small but strong like that fucking gorilla 
A crazy-ass nigga puttin Brooklyn on the map 
I never gave a fuck, I never give a fuck, cuz I`m all that 
I take no shit see, givin the Buck fifty 
I even blew your bitch cuz your man tried to stick me 
 
Chorus 
 
Verse Three: Tek 
 
Ahh shit, a personality split 
And I`m bout to flip with my nigga pull the trigger let the Glock spit 
A little bad-ass shorty with no remorse 
I kill forties and quarts remains on stage so who the boss? 
Another boom blew up the scene 
throughout the planet, get green, now I got sticky mean with my tag team 
G want a clip thinkin I`m takin this the underground moves 
There ain`t no more fakin if you`re fakin I`m bakin it 
Straight up and down, nuff respect to Bucktown 
Home of the chrome, where I roam, not givin a FUCK now 
Damn, just when you thought it was safe 
to come out, with a rhyme, I got the nine to your face 
Boom, hooked up with Black Moon, now it`s on for real 
so I pack more steel lookin for the kill 
Hope you`re not the picture on my scope, cuz the dread`ll 
pump lead, from the black Smith-and-Wessun, nuff said 
 
Chorus
 

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