Master P

"Buck 'Em"

Chorus: Fiend (repeat 2X)

f*ck them n*ggas, f*ck them n*ggas
Don't make me have to bust them n*ggas, bust them n*ggas
My fourtyfive will dust them n*ggas, dust them n*ggas
Don't make me have to touch them n*ggas, touch them n*ggas

[Fiend]
It's F-I-E, O.G. ready to prove that I'm strong enough
Prepared to rip a n*gga down if he look at me long enough
I'm supposed to be f*cked 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 sh*t, 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 n*gga around me that's why none of you n*ggas can bother me
I'm gettin f*cked 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 n*ggas you ever came across
Better c*ck my sh*t 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 n*ggas at and where the b*tches at
Where the f*ck my n*ggas at, let's get this party started

Chorus

[Big Ed]
Now when I said f*ck yall n*ggas, best believe that I meant it
For every bullet that hit your dome best believe my gat sent it
n*ggas talk sh*t and repent it, cause they know my hollows did sh*t
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 b*tch, 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 b*tch 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]
f*ck them n*ggas, f*ck them n*ggas
I said f*ck them n*ggas, f*ck them n*ggas
I said f*ck them n*ggas, f*ck them n*ggas
I said what's up with them n*ggas, what's up with them n*ggas
f*ck them n*ggas, f*ck them n*ggas
I said f*ck them n*ggas, f*ck them n*ggas

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