Buck 'Em

[Intro: Snoop Dogg] (Buck 'em) Damn, this shit sound low than a motherfucker in my earphones Alright, yeah that's it right there nigga [Verse 1] 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 ho, that ho make me rich Snoop Dogg please won't you break that biatch I'm back in the game gettin my dough And fuck any motherfucker that say it ain't so Do it to em, D.O Cause on the real, dog you the hardest nigga we know I'm shakin' 'em off, breakin' 'em off Shot him in his face and now they takin him off Here's a shoutout to those with a plot 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 C'mon [Hook: Sticky Fingaz] (Buck 'em, Buck 'em) Young beast to Fort Greene Dirty or clean, nigga the money is all green (Buck 'em, Buck 'em) Cock it back, ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap (Buck 'em, Buck 'em) Shit on wasted Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets (Buck 'em, Buck 'em) Don't make a difference Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it [Verse 2] (Buck 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 Biatch, don't even trip You need to raise up off of that bullshit C'mon [Hook: Sticky Fingaz] (Buck 'em, Buck 'em) Young beast to Fort Greene Dirty or clean, nigga the money is all green (Buck 'em, Buck 'em) Cock it back, ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap (Buck 'em, Buck 'em) Shit on wasted Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets (Buck 'em, Buck 'em) Don't make a difference Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it (Buck' em)