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Buckshot is now known as Da B D I Emcee
Buck em down
Repeat 16X
Verse One：Buckshot Shorty
To the weak what we do buck em down word life
Each and every n***a whenever I'm in the sight
Let my n***a Jewel peep your style for your card
Then I kick a verse and take a look at the God
God hit them n***az with a verse real quick
C'mon God n***az is all on your d**k
You know what they say about n***az who ride d**ks
Upstate n***az become chicks word life
I ain't bulls**ttin ask my n***a Buff
On the streets he was tough locked up he was sweet stuff
S**t is hot word to Ma Duke
And get the loot from the man kick his a*s with my Timberland
Shorty with the Shots that I Buck with *****with
Gang hanger with the double edged banger
And I got n***az clingin my drawers
N***az fake I'ma bust a cap *****that I'm breakin jaws
I'ma bring it to your chest like wind
Fill your *****in lungs up with all the b******t from within
But I'ma put it back so parlay
To the weak in Bucktown all we do everyday
Buck em down
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Verse Two：Buckshot Shorty
N***az tell me chill when I kick it
Although my s**t is wicked it's all about the blunts and how I lick it
Or how I shot a n***a in the mug
With the slug leavin white chalk all on a pitch black rug
You couldn't tell me other word to mother
When I was fifteen runnin around I was the real street lover
On the corner out shootin the dice
Layin up gettin nice talkin bout a heist
GQ headin up to one two five
Push up on a shorty lookin live on the prize
I couldn't get the time of day when I was Little K
Now you call me Buck so your lips wanna puck
*****that *****I know your X amount of thoughts
But they call me Buckshot Shorty cause I take no shorts
Word to the shell around my chest
Big up to all de massive rudebwoy pon deck
So if you see a weak n***a speak to that bastard
Or I'ma hit his a*s with the mother*****in plastic
Word life I ain't bulls**ttin
Buck em down
32X
Verse Three：Buckshot Shorty
When I was in school I was a mack
Shorty was strapped with a lyrical contact
Knapsack filled with the s**t that I G'd
And a nickel bag of w**d yes indeed
A mad little n***a runnin up on em all
Fly as hell hit the park play the wall
And all the older people sayin Shorty's a bad a*s
But youse a smart little n***a so you gonna last
They knew the time and they knew the rhyme woulda
Hit you in at least four years so I came to split ya
In the nine three it's all about me
Ninety four ninety five that's my years *****it I'm takin over
In nineteen ninety eight I couldn't wait
To get all my n***az and do shows from state to state
Now I'm the mother*****er that's givin instructions
*****in with them n***az Beatminerz on productions
Welcome to Bucktown U S A
Where the weak n***az get their s**t a*s played
Buck em down
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Outro：Buckshot Shorty
Aiyyo this is goin out to all the real n***az
Who buck down the bulls**t you know what I'm sayin
On the real rest in peace to my n***a Buttah
In Coney Island s**t is mad real out there
You know what I'm sayin Buckshot Shorty
Five F T my DJ Evil Dee
Mr Walt all my n***az in the mother*****er
You know what I'm sayin Smokin mad blunts
And just chillin So buck down the b******t in ninety three
Ninety four ninety five s**t is ours
Black Moon we out
