| Yeah, man the flavour, flavour
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| YEEEAAAHHH!!!
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| Ah yeah, who we doing?
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| (Chorus: LL Cool J)
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down. |
| buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| (LL Cool J)
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| Ninety-three comin’off with the flicks and the rough shit
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| Packin’nigga’s kicks with black pits
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| Saber tooth, the truth, ha-coot! |
| spit the juice
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| and let the hot-ass-lead-loose (*gun shots*)
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| Let it fly, betty-bye if you’re ready to die
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| Kickin’your ass and you can ask Keith Sweat why
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| I make your Benz seem obsolete G Rippin’your ass discretely, if you meet me Puttin’bullets holes in tents, no fingerprints
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| You’ll catch a slug in your ass while you jump the fence
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| Another young black man just caught a case
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| Not from? |
| texa-mase?, from gettin’funky like a staircase
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| (Chorus: LL Cool J)
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down. |
| buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down. |
| buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| (LL Cool J)
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| Yeah, what a scene, pullin’a Tech
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| with an extra magazine out the baggy-ass jeans
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| Wettin’up the block with mad Tech shots
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| Drop the glock, puttin’crackheads in headlocks
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| Like a cheetah with my dig-beaters
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| Ten millimeter, buck, buckn’you down from my two-seater
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| Rippin’shit for the brothers who ain’t here
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| Killin’bears and kickin’snitches right off the pier
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| Glock full of guts, steady buckin’butts
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| Lettin’moonlight in your head-pull-puds
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| Def Jam in your ass for the jams
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| You’ve got posse, but are you nice with your hands?
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| (Chorus: LL Cool J)
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down. |
| buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| (LL Cool J)
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| Biggin’them up and the rippin’them up and the
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| shakin’them up and the pickin’them up and the
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| biggin’them up and the rippin’them up and the
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| shakin’them up and the pickin’them up and the
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| biggin’them up and the rippin’them up and the
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| shakin’them up and the pickin’them up biggin’them up and the rippin’them up and the
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| shakin’them up and the pick…
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| (Chorus: LL Cool J)
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down. |
| buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| (LL Cool J)
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| Draggin’you flower-ass rappers outta clubs
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| Thinkin’it pay too much, wet 'em like a dove
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| But in the slang, in the speech, in the style
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| Connect, can never be ripped by a surburban child
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| Gun smoke, bananza on the block yeah
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| When all the shit was dead, coulda did a bid
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| Conferring emcee scramble, dismantle
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| Never gamble and try to handle a vandal
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| You’ll catch a forty upside ya head with ya fake dreads
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| Tryin’to front like you’re packin’lead
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| Dumb-dumbs are fine in a spiro
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| And now you got more beef than a jiro
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| Peep the balistic, kick, slick, quick
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| flip a script-a-slips, but that ain’t new shit
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| Burnin’ya crib doooowwwwnnnn!!!
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| I’m frontin’personal, he’s hearin’how a nine sounds
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| Busy-quizick, the? |
| disare? |
| is in Fizz up his li-life, the visits was borin'
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| (Chorus: LL Cool J)
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down. |
| buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down. |
| buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down
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| Buck, buckin’em down, buck, buckin’em down… |