Snoop Doggy Dogg Buck 'Em Lyrics

Buck 'em(f___ 'em)
[Snoop Dogg]
d___ this s___ sound low then m_________er in
my earphones.Alright, yeah that's it right there n____.As soon as
the bass hits your domeSnoop Dogg grabs the chromeAnd gets in your
systemShootin off rhymes like a pistolFuckin your click off with this
blowThis hoe, that hoe make me richSnoop Dogg please won't you break
that biachI'm back in the game gettin my doughAnd f___ any m_________er
that say it ain't soDo it to em be youngCause on the real dogg you the
hardest n____ we umWe shakin em off, breakin em offShot him in his face
and now they takin him offHere's a shoutout to those with quad outFool
we should have got out, now you gettin popped outI'm not out to diss but to
get my chipsAnd smash, pass with cashAnd blaze the spliff now pass the
fifthFor real n____ did you hear me, ya heardYou ran up and got served,
ha haNow ain't that a trip (what what)You need to get up off of that
bullshitC'mon[Sticky Fingaz](f___ 'em, f___ 'em)Young beast
to four greenDirty or clean n____ the money is all green(f___ 'em, f___
'em)c___ it back ya know meEvery n____ look the same behind a stocking
cap(f___ 'em, f___ 'em)s___ on waistedRather see death then be
locked down in metal bracelets(f___ 'em, f___ 'em)Don't make a
differenceNiggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it[Snoop
Dogg]f___ em, the scene is set (set)And it's a million b____ n____s
bout to straight get wetI walk em all in the streetFuck em, I cuff they
hands and blind they eyes and hog tie they feetFuck em, with no remorse
n____ cut em downLove the way we shut em down, s___ it ain't funny
nowUsed to be my buddy pal, n____ wet and b_____ nowNigga where your
homies now, half them n____s funny styleFuck em, it's bout to get s___ty
nowDoggy bout to get him now cause you better sit him downNigga what up
now, you act like a b____You bound to get f___ed you trick a__
snitchFuck em, boy we on a rampageRippin up this d___ stage, yeah it's
still a G thangSlammin doors, slappin hoesCuz f___ videos, I get a
hundred for showsIf you ain't got the papersI ain't got the time to sit
and chat about the m_________ing vaporsBiach, don't even tripYou need
to raise up off of that bullshitC'mon[Sticky Fingaz](f___ 'em,
f___ 'em)Young beast to four greenDirty or clean n____ the money is all
green(f___ 'em, f___ 'em)c___ it back ya know meEvery n____ look
the same behind a stocking cap(f___ 'em, f___ 'em)s___ on
waistedRather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets(f___
'em, f___ 'em)Don't make a differenceNiggas in the hood is still broke
and can't fix it(f___ 'em)
Buck 'em

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