Buck 'Em Feat． Sticky Fingers E

Fuck 'em! Damn, this shit sound low in the motherfucker in My headphones. All right. 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. Shooting off rhymes like a pistol, Fucking your clique off with this flow. This ho, that ho make me rich. Snoop Dogg, please, won't you break that bitch? I'm back in the game getting my dough, and Fuck any motherfucker that say it ain't so. Do it to 'em, D-O, 'cause on the real, Dogg, you the hardest nigga we know. I'm shaking 'em off, breaking 'em off. Shot him in his face and now they taking Him off. Here's a shout-out to those with a Plot out. Fool, you shoulda got out. Now you getting popped out. I'm not out to diss, but to get my Chips. Smash, pass with cash and blaze a spliff. Now pass the fifth. For real, nigga, did you Hear me? You heard. You ran up, you got served. Ain't that a trip? You need to get up off of that bullshit. Come on. Fuck 'em. Long Beach to Fort Greene. Dirty or clean, nigga, the money is all green. Fuck 'em. Fuck 'em. Cock it back, you know me. Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap. Fuck 'em. Fuck 'em. Shit, I'm wasted. Rather see death than 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, and it's a Million bitch niggas about 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 the niggas funny style. Fuck 'em. It's about to get shitty now. Doggie 'bout to get him now. Cuz, 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. Ripping up this damn stage. Yeah, it's still a G thing. Slamming doors, slapping hoes. Cuz, fuck videos, I get a hundred for shows. If you ain't got the papers, I ain't got Time to sit and chat about the motherfucking vapors. Biatch, don't even trip. You need to raise up off of that bullshit. Come on. Fuck 'em. Long Beach to Fort Greene. Dirty or clean, nigga, the money is all green. Fuck 'em. Fuck 'em. Cock it back, you know me. Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap. Fuck 'em. 'em. Shit, I'm wasted. Rather see death than 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