BLACK MOON - Freestyle lyrics

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[Intro:]

See that shit right here

Feel that nigga Buckshot

Listen this is the realest muthafuckin herb

This is called Freestyle

For all you niggas that ain't even clear up on this shit

Don't know what's goin now

Listen close, this is called a freestyle

[Buckshot]

A lot of niggas are jealous of Buckshot (say what?)

I hear it everyday on my block

I heard you did a album with 2Pac

Yeah muthafucka, thugadon till I drop

And what not, watch the spot get blown

Two heads flown, can't stop me now muthafucka

I'm in the zone

Baby you ready to go home, cuz I'm ready to bone

The don king of rap sittin on the throne

Juice truck, who's that? that's Buck

Representin N.Y.C., nigga, it got to be

Ben Frank, small but I got tall money in the bank

Strong arm them niggas with shanks

You better thank God, muthafucka, times is hard

Real niggas know shit stink

[break]

[Buckshot]

All my jewels cost a arm and a leg

Smoke shit right to the head

Nuff said, I'mma speak this

Loud voice, no choice muthafucka

I'mma break a meter, even if the sound don't come thru

I give it to you in a form a liquid you can drink too, think too

Got a mink too, platinum too

Buck is like a tank, and I'mma flat them too

Get that bitch talk, I put a cap in her too

Put the gat inside her mouth and put a gap in her too

What the dilly yo? I'm in it for the women and the profit

I just can't stop it

Don't knock it, I'm addicted to the Freestyle

Just like a drug, Buck the B.D. Thug bust slugs

Nigga what?

You get two to your dove, fuckin wit this nigga

I ain't no joke

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[Buckshot]

Buck's no joke, I'm like smoke

Here I come creepin thru the door

Seepin thru ya pore, make you do your chores

Buck Buck smoke the spliff, dumb the ash muthafucka

Get ya clean the floor

See I gotta explore the mic, can't ignore the mic

Gotta be on tour with the mic

Rollin up the black from dust to dust

Buck is like a burner, cock back and bust

Four clip, ready for the bullshit

As soon as the target's on sight, nigga pull shit

Don't wait, aim straight, point it at his plate

If he die it's fates, if it don't wait

Nigga's don't know, Buckshot rock don status nigga

I'm a C.E.O. with the mickey flow and yo

Fuck around and get freaky wit ya main ho

At my show, nigga what

You get two straight to your guns, you didnt know Buck was the shit

I ain't the one to fuck with