Buck Em' Down

[Hook] Buck em' Down Buck em' Down Buck em' Down (uhh) Buck em' Down Buck em' Down Buck em' Down (yeah) (Repeat x2) [2Low] You can't fuck with the little nigga, how the fuck you figure Just because im young i won't pull the trigger Im coming like a hustla, never coming busta Step the wrong way, and watch a short nigga bust ya I dont give a fuck about a pussy ass bitch Makin' dead bodies just because 2 low is poppin' clips So watch me cock the Glock and make sure your ass is through And bust these motherfuckers like my nigga DMG do [Scarface] Mister mister Scarface, Im coming with that bomb shit Fuck the dumb shit, here here here i come bitch Scratching shit on the motherfuckin' atmos And if you wanna big piece then move on up close Im from the state of the motherfuckin gun slingers Knockin' dicks in the dirt with just this one finger [Hook] [Big Mike] Big Mike buckin' em down with my underground tactics Brat-tat-tat, motherfucker get your ass kicked ?????????, nigga going ass rigged Up on my nigga trae deuce kickin' that south shit [Lord 3-2] It's the three motherfuckin' two Blowing big swishers sweet smoke, got the groove Imma tell you little something about the south ride It's all about that motherfuckin' south side [Big Mike] So recognize real, niggas when we comin' through Buckin' down you and your motherfuckin' whole crew [Lord 3-2] Comin' with that dough coast flavor Cough coast fader, terminating playa haters Inna motherfuckin' nine trae Busta ass nigga, you must figure that motherfuckin' nine [Hook] [007] Bitch, you get your neck gone fuckin' with the bloody one Thinking off mister nice guy, you thinking about another one Double O Seven fool, coming with that new thang Down with the DMG, kicking all the truth gang Niggas are getting their ass kicked fucking with the 5th ward Blasting on your hood, like a motherfucking hit squad Yeah so boom shakalaka, boom, boom shakalaka Buck em down, buck em down, on your ass motherfucker [E-Rock] I got you hoes buck on us, bitch i gotsta get my blast on Seventeen shots, take one and pass it on Buck em, buck em, buck em down Peeling caps, sending dicks to the dirt Leaving them in a park, leaving them hoes floating in a bloodpath I gives a fuck, nigga squeezing to your last drop And check the infrared beam from my nine Glock And feel my cannons in this slaught, got the slug bitch I wanna see your blood oozing from them fresh wounds And feel the fire, it blaze hot, motherfucker And bite the bullet 'till your motherfuckin knees buckle Round from round clip for club bitch, i kill with it Come on and deal with it, son of a bitch im real with it [Hook] [DMG] Boom, buck em down, buck em down, buck em down Coming for a blast, motherfuckers laying down I bet you never thought, you never run up on the murder Especially the one that got you smoked by the burner I biggy boss, sneaky 'nough shots, call the doc Cause im about to hurt a motherfucker on the block Cause check it DMG ain't a motherfucking punk As the plumb before the motherfucker running from the trunk I biggy blast, biggy bang bang to your skull Watch you fall to the street, motherfuckin dead meat Then i continue busting 'till i can't bust another shot Shit, make a dash to the coupe then i dip/ ????????? grab another gat Settle to them ready after that catch a cab back Murder in the first, plead me guilty but i still bust Taking care of business on these niggas who done fucked up How the fuck you figure you go make it with your cap peel Facin' mad skills, buck em' down on the real deal Homicidal maniac shooting fatal tactics Clown on the down and get your wig split around I buck em down [Hook: till fade]