Buck 'Em (Explicit)

Buck 'Em - Snoop Dogg (史努比狗狗)/Sticky Fingers

(F**k 'em)

(Snoop Dogg)

Damn this sh*t sound low then motherf**ker in my earphones

Alright yeah that's it right there ni**a

As soon as the bass hits your dome

Snoop Dogg grabs the chrome

And gets in your system

Shootin off rhymes like a pistol

F**kin 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 f**k any motherf**ker that say it ain't so

Do it to em be young

Cause on the real dogg you the hardest ni**a 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 ni**a 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

C'mon

(Sticky Fingaz)

(F**k 'em f**k 'em)

Young beast to four green

Dirty or clean ni**a the money is all green

(F**k 'em f**k 'em)

Cock it back ya know me

Every ni**a look the same behind a stocking cap

(F**k 'em f**k 'em)

Sh*t on waisted

Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets

(F**k 'em f**k 'em)

Don't make a difference

Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it

(Snoop Dogg)

F**k em the scene is set (set)

And it's a million b**ch niggas bout to straight get wet

I walk em all in the street

F**k em I cuff they hands and blind they eyes and hog tie they feet

F**k em with no remorse ni**a cut em down

Love the way we shut em down sh*t it ain't funny now

Used to be my buddy pal ni**a wet and bloody now

Ni**a where your homies now half them niggas funny style

F**k em it's bout to get shitty now

Doggy bout to get him now cause you better sit him down

Ni**a what up now you act like a b**ch

You bound to get f**ked you trick a** snitch

F**k em boy we on a rampage

Rippin up this damn stage yeah it's still a G thang

Slammin doors slappin hoes

Cuz f**k 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 motherf**king vapors

Biach don't even trip

You need to raise up off of that bullshit

C'mon

(Sticky Fingaz)

(F**k 'em f**k 'em)

Young beast to four green

Dirty or clean ni**a the money is all green

(F**k 'em f**k 'em)

Cock it back ya know me

Every ni**a look the same behind a stocking cap

(F**k 'em f**k 'em)

Sh*t on waisted

Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets

(F**k 'em f**k 'em)

Don't make a difference

Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it

(F**k 'em)