Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Buck 'Em (Feat. Sticky Fingers) , by - Snoop Dogg. Release date: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Buck 'Em (Feat. Sticky Fingers) |
| Damn this shit sound low then motherfucker in my earphones. |
| Alright, yeah that’s it right there nigga. |
| As soon as the bass hits your dome |
| Snoop Dogg grabs the chrome |
| And gets in your system |
| Shootin off rhymes like a pistol |
| Fuckin your click off with this blow |
| This hoe, that hoe make me rich |
| Snoop Dogg please won’t you break that biach |
| I’m back in the game gettin my dough |
| And fuck any motherfucker that say it ain’t so Do it to em be young |
| Cause on the real dogg you the hardest nigga we um We shakin em off, breakin em off |
| Shot him in his face and now they takin him off |
| Here’s a shoutout to those with quad out |
| Fool we should have got out, now you gettin popped out |
| I’m not out to diss but to get my chips |
| And smash, pass with cash |
| And blaze the spliff now pass the fifth |
| For real nigga did you hear me, ya heard |
| You ran up and got served, ha ha Now ain’t that a trip (what what) |
| You need to get up off of that bullshit |
| (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) |
| Young beast to four green |
| Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green |
| (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) |
| Cock it back ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap |
| (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) |
| Shit on waisted |
| Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets |
| (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) |
| Don’t make a difference |
| Niggas in the hood is still broke and can’t fix it Fuck em, the scene is set (set) |
| And it’s a million bitch niggas bout to straight get wet |
| I walk em all in the street |
| Fuck em, I cuff they hands and blind they eyes and hog tie they feet |
| Fuck em, with no remorse nigga cut em down |
| Love the way we shut em down, shit it ain’t funny now |
| Used to be my buddy pal, nigga wet and bloody now |
| Nigga where your homies now, half them niggas funny style |
| Fuck em, it’s bout to get shitty now |
| Doggy bout to get him now cause you better sit him down |
| Nigga what up now, you act like a bitch |
| You bound to get fucked you trick ass snitch |
| Fuck em, boy we on a rampage |
| Rippin up this damn stage, yeah it’s still a G thang |
| Slammin doors, slappin hoes |
| Cuz fuck videos, I get a hundred for shows |
| If you ain’t got the papers |
| I ain’t got the time to sit and chat about the motherfucking vapors |
| Biach, don’t even trip |
| You need to raise up off of that bullshit |
| (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) |
| Young beast to four green |
| Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green |
| (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) |
| Cock it back ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap |
| (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) |
| Shit on waisted |
| Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets |
| (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) |
| Don’t make a difference |
| Niggas in the hood is still broke and can’t fix it |
| (Fuck 'em) |