Da Villins - - Bucktown lyrics
rate meSmell me!
I buck around the streets take the time bomb
My card, young pitons afford...
I’m higher all, my niggers is fire arms
I do it for higher goals just gimme the...
Sound like it’s deeper, teacher with sneakers
Preaching to the choir telling me this is fire
No comprehension the fire no tempting like the wire
Fly and work your thirst off, work hard and work off
You knockoff I earned boss and earn more
That will make me half ass stashed in the middle
Flipping nigger brink back the county where them kings at
Traps on the honey niggers want it, get it pronto
Sun never show us salute niggers show us
When in the town focus nigger this is...
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My gun be in my hand cause my hand with my gun be
Pop top turn your flat top with the gun be
The hood run sorer you play good time poster
Punch the man and slap your bitch too
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I knock nigger out with them board
Conversation short with a nigger abort
Brother go home, when I shoot
And I shoot a brother no zone
It’s all about a dollar bill
Catch me in a deep clip dollar bill
I swap the chrome homes you gotta chill
Body parts y’all know how to sell
I smack a sucker with the face on
Price of the gas will inflame for Bucktown
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And on the...man with skinny tight pants
Thinking of them girlie cause he screamed like a hike nun
Till he met a G that’s not for chattering
Down on it like a nigger pulled thing
Release the ...
My team get right to grown too tipsy
We out chill like a park bench
I think you got me stuck cause I’m smoking on...
Bucktown’s all around like I swear
Nobody shook but we bobble head
Week at decide to run with the serpent
Now you try your luck like a verdict, earn it
Primate relate to those with no pain
Running with them OGCSes 13
No matter where I’ve been it’s the same thing
Cause my mind stay reading the rain I’ve seen
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