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