Tonalidad: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Bb
Dm
Buck
Bb
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
Dm
'em down,
buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down
Bb
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
Dm
buck 'em down, buck 'em down
Verse 2
Dm
To the weak, what we do,
Bb
buck em down, word life
Dm
Each and every nigga
whenever I'm in the sight
Bb
Let my nigga Jewel peep
your style for your card
Dm
Then I kick a verse and take
a look at the God
Bb
God hit them niggaz with a verse real quick
Dm
C'mon God niggaz is all
on your dick
Bb
You know what they say about
niggaz who ride dicks
Dm
Upstate niggaz become chicks,
word life
Bb
I ain't bullshittin', ask my nigga Buff
Dm
On the streets he was tough
locked up he was sweet stuff
Bb
Shit is hot, word to Ma Duke
Dm
And get the loot from the man kick
his ass with my Timberland
Bb
Shorty with the shots that
Dm
I buck with fuck with
Gang banger with the double-
edged banger
Bb
And I got niggaz clingin' my drawers
Dm
Niggazfake I'ma bust a cap fuck
that I'm breakin' jaws
Bb
I'ma bring it to your chest like, wind
Dm
Fill your fuckin' lungs up with all
the bullshit from within
Bb
But I'ma put it back so parlay
Dm
To the weak in Bucktown
all we do everyday
Verse 3
Dm
Bb
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
Dm
buck 'em down, buck 'em down
Bb
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
Dm
buck 'em down, buck 'em down
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
Bb
Dm
buck 'em down, buck 'em down
Bb
Dm
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
buck 'em down, buck 'em down
Bb
Niggaz tell me chill when I kick it Although my shit
Verse 4
Dm
is wicked,
it's all about the blunts and how I lick it
Bb
Or how I shot a nigga in the mug
Dm
with the slug leavin' white chalk
all on a pitch black rug
Bb
You couldn't tell me other
word to mother
Dm
When I was fifteen runnin' around
I was the real street lover
Gm
Bb
On the corner out shootin' the dice
Dm
Layin' up, gettin' nice,
talkin' bout a heist
Gm
Bb
G- Q headin' up to one- two- five
Dm
Push up on a shorty lookin'
live on the prize
I couldn't get the time of day
Bb
when I was Little K
Dm
Now you call me Buck so your
lips want to puck?
Fuck that bitch,
Bb
I know your X amount of thoughts
Dm
But they call me Buckshot Shorty
cause I take no shorts
Bb
Word to the shell around my chest
Dm
Big up to all de massive
rude boy up on deck
So if you see a weak nigga
Bb
speak to that bastard
Dm
Or I'ma hit his ass with the motherfuckin' plastic (Word life,
Bb
I ain't bullshittin')
Verse 5
Dm
Bb
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
Dm
buck 'em down
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
buck 'em down, buck 'em down
Bb
Dm
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
buck 'em down, buck 'em down
Bb
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
Dm
buck 'em down, buck 'em down
Verse 6
Dm
Bb
When I was in school I was a mack
Dm
Shorty was strapped with a ill
lyrical contact
Bb
Knapsack, filled with the shit that I G'd
Dm
And a nickel bag of weed, yes indeed
Bb
A mad little nigga runnin' up on em all
Dm
Fly as hell, hit the park play the wall
And all the older people sayin'
Bb
Shorty's a bad- ass
Dm
But you's a smart little nigga
so you gonna last
Bb
They knew the time and
they knew the rhyme woulda
Dm
Hit you in at least four years,
so I came to split ya
Bb
In the nine- three it's all about me
Dm
Ninety- four ninety- five that's my years
fuck it I'm takin' over
Bb
In nineteen- ninety- eight
I couldn't wait
Dm
To get all my niggaz and do shows
from state to state
Now I'm the motherfucker that's
Bb
givin' instructions
Dm
Fuckin' with them niggaz Beatminerz on
productions
Bb
Welcome to Bucktown, U.S.A.
Dm
Where the weak niggaz get
their shit ass played
Verse 7
Dm
Bb
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
Dm
buck 'em down, buck 'em down
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
Bb
Dm
buck 'em down, buck 'em down
Bb
Dm
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
Bb
buck 'em down
Dm
Buck 'em down, buck 'em down,
buck 'em down, buck 'em down
F
Dm
Aiyyo, this is goin' out to all the real niggaz
Verse 8
Who buck
down the bullshit,
you know what I'm sayin'?
F
On the real, rest in peace to
Dm
my nigga Buttah
In Coney Island, shit is mad real out there
F
You know what I'm say
in'? Buckshot Shorty
Dm
Five F- T, my DJ Evil Dee
F
Mr. Walt, all my niggaz in
Dm
the motherfucker
You know what I'm sayin'?
Smokin' mad blunts
Bb
And just chillin' so buck down
Dm
the bullshit in ninety- three
Bb
Ninety- four, ninety- five, shit is ours
Dm
Black Moon, we out
Outro 1
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