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Paco's Kid (Explicit) - Buddha Monk/Da Manchuz
Yo it's the B the U the U the D the D
The D the D the H the H the A the A
And we go by the unforgettable name
The duck lo production coming in your area
Bring it to your a** live and direct huh
Paco's kid man paco's king come on whoa
Paco's kid bang bang
Paco's kid man paco's king whoa
Paco's kid bang bang
I think that it's best you profane you crew
From this murderous blood spills and move when the buddha's ill
F**k the rap sh*t I spit with clips
Take a pick whether day or night I'm good with hits
And you could call your out of niggas I'm Brooklyn bound ni**a
Make a hit with two clips and make it drip
My guns hold are surely remarkable
Who got the eye on me will die by me
Don't think on wanted man that my sh*t ain't tight
I love a good gun fight you wanna get it on tonight pa
F**k daddy war bucks me and easy in the cut
Push the button one more time you sh*t out of luck f**k
Paco's kid man paco's king whoa
Paco's kid bang bang
F**k
Paco's kid man paco's king whoa
Paco's kid bang bang
Bang bang muthaf**ka
I wet you up like you stuck in the rain f**k ice
Murder numb on a chain you want beef no peeps
Just me coming with one of them things that'll pop through
The driver door side of your range I catch a cold
Every time I tuck in my chain the rings got jealous
Cuz the hoes wanna play with the chain
Cops looking for my face so I switched my name
And the fiends stop coming on the block til I switched my cane
And I had to look different so I threw on the frames
Just like my gun hanging out of a plane
Speak my name and the bullets'll rain
Who you know that rock more chains on they neck than a runaway slave
You softer than that cotton that they puff in them days
When I bust duck tuck in yo chain you a ni**a with cornrolls
Then I put one in your braids I got guns
That come out of the closet quicker than gays
F**k condoms I'm looking for aids
Talking breezy you can still feel the heat in the shade
I talk sour but it ain't lemonade
Ya'll niggas running like ya'll roaches and my gun is the raid
Only time I bust shots in the air if
I got an enemy up in a plane
Don't hate the player ni**a hate the game
Ain't no more driving my niggas cuz we taking a plane
And if I do I'm driving straight where I'm going f**k switching the lane
Bang bang
Paco's kid man paco's king whoa
Paco's kid bang bang
Bang bang it's heavy mental for you jump into Offa instrumental
I gang bang my slang and initiate my beats
The off product out on the street
Make all my peeps eat Offa royalties and spoiled treats
Hoodies for you tees with maxin textin wreckin your section non-stop
I'm reppin' my BK connection colabo
Don't hate the game hate the players that got it all smashed yo
Paco's kid man paco's king whoa
Paco's kid bang bang
Paco's kid
