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Buck 'em Lyrics - Singles - Big Ed

Chorus: fiend (repeat 2x) 

 

Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas 

Don't make me have to bust them niggas, bust them niggas 

My fourtyfive will dust them niggas, dust them niggas 

Don't make me have to touch them niggas, touch them niggas 

 

[fiend] 

It's f-i-e, o.g. ready to prove that I'm strong enough 

Prepared to rip a nigga down if he look at me long enough 

I'm supposed to be fucked up with my mental capacity 

That's why these killers and they old ladies be coming after me 

They won't be no more after me including my body faculity 

Look at my name, I'm to blame for all these casualties 

No one as bad as me, I search the galaxy 

And I'm willing to put up my no limit royal salary 

Go ahead make my manner please if the yapping don't decease 

When I stomp, you ? ? ? , get up and catch a breeze 

I ain't lying I'm horrifying, I'm the bull up in the pit 

Full of that shit, and ain't resting till you get your ass whipped 

Know what I'm sayin 

 

Chorus 

 

[magic] 

Still keeping it real, smoking weed, drinking hennessey 

Every nigga around me that's why none of you niggas can bother me 

I'm gettin fucked up so how many wanna ride with me 

If you got a blunt get it lighted, come get high with me 

I like to smoke till my lungs can't take no more 

Got me ducking and diving like I'm strung out on coke 

But still one of the most dangerous niggas you ever came across 

Better cock my shit and bust until they label you lost 

With no remorse, me, fiend, big ed goin be all right 

We be ? ? ? , come to the show and still gettin high 

Talkin bout where my niggas at and where the bitches at 

Where the fuck my niggas at, let's get this party started 

 

Chorus 

 

[big ed] 

Now when I said fuck y'all niggas, best believe that I meant it 

For every bullet that hit your dome best believe my gat sent it 

Niggas talk shit and repent it, cause they know my hollows did shit 

I'm back on the streets as a hitman cause my stash is gone I spent it 

Gotta jack you for your paper, I'm a no limit terminator 

Hit you like a gladiator, shake you like an alligator 

What's up now bitch, when I hit your town get shot or duck down 

? ? ? ? ? get buck down, two sheds get high no time for showdown 

Slow down, I got my gat all in your face 

Don't make me sound this bitch off like I'm about to start a race 

And leave your head all over the place now that ain't no fun 

187, redrum, redrum, cause murder be the outcome 

 

Chorus 

 

[fiend] 

Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas 

I said fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas 

I said fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas 

I said what's up with them niggas, what's up with them niggas 

Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas 

I said fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas 

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