Juicy J, Project Pat, La Chat, Frayser Boy - Who Da Buckest lyrics

[Juicy J, Project Pat, La Chat, Frayser Boy - Who Da Buckest lyrics]

The Gangsta Disciples and the Vice
Lords have teamed up
We gonna fuck the motherfuckin' clubs up
The fuckin Liquids
The norths and the D & D the spot gD's, VL's

Who the buckest up in here
Who the buckest up in here
My nigga, my hood, so you cowards better fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down
Who the buckest up in here
Who the buckest up in here
My nigga, my hood, so you cowards better fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down

First nigga wanna step gonna meet his death
First I hit the nigga with a right
Then I swing a left
Kept on dropping B's after B's
Till I'm out of breath
Then I took a knife and cut
The fool till he bloody wet
Boy you gon' respect
Real players when it comes to that
Knowin' this ain't slavery but nigga
We gon' hang your neck
How you gonna diss the check writer
Hoe I am a threat
Shoot at your bitch ass like the
Killa know you scared of that
Scared of that bring it on nigga to
This motherfuckin' M Town
Click click boom then you feel
Your body fall down
Don't be trippin' with these
Hyde Park Gangsta's
Robbers, killers, dope boys, rapists
Gangsta Fred, Heavy C
Workin with that maintenance
Cut you up, wrap you up
Leave ya ass stankin'
Pimp slap ya ass, momma boy, feel the rugar
So fucking sweet
I should probably call you sugar
Who the buckest up in here
Who the buckest up in here
My nigga, my hood, so you cowards better fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down

Who the buckest up in here
Who the buckest up in here
My nigga, my hood, so you cowards better fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down

Now when I fall up in the club
I be yelling "smack a bitch"
Steady mobbing with a mug
Yeah this thug starting shit
Nigga what bitch, what
Get the fuck up out my way
Throwing bows, pushing hoes
Letting you know I'm in the place
It's whatever, get it done
Hope you cowards, got a gun
I'ma ride until I die
Making bitches out here run
You can run if you wanna
Where you run is where you die
I'ma break me off a prada stick
Your ass in the eye it's Chat, you got beef
All this animosity
Look here mane, I'm a aim
Shoot that thang for playing me
You a killer bitch nigga
Never have you pulled a trigger
You got hoe off in your blood
When it rain, hoe you shiver
Have you ever seen a bitch come through
The door and take the floor gangsta walking
Representing cause a mack ain't going hoe
Breaking laws, fuck the law
Keep them bitches out my business
I'ma shut this joint down
Everybody gonna witness bitch
Who the buckest up in here
Who the buckest up in here
My nigga, my hood, so you cowards better fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down

Who the buckest up in here
Who the buckest up in here
My nigga, my hood, so you cowards better fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down

What ya cowards wanna do
Don't give a fuck about what ya saying
Pull a pistol on ya in
A minute with no delaying
Frayser Boy, I'm comin through
Nigga who the fuck is you?
Got yo nuts all pumped up
I'll whip yo ass til ya blue
Throwin that Bay up in the air
Nigga I don't fuckin care
Niggas practice looking hard
But ain't gon' do shit but stare
Mean mugging in the club
And bout to get yo ass drug and
I don't hide behind my words
I'll beat yo ass down in public
I'm the realest of the real
Better ask yo fucking peeps
Knock a patch up out ya head and
Stomp yo ass till ya sleep
Man this liqour got me geeked
You won't see another week
I was in here tryna chill
Now ya got me bringing heat
Take your ass up off ya feet
Leave yo body with a leak
Ring the bell, school's in
Here's the lesson I'm gon' teach
Better stay away from reach
Ass whoopin you gon' see have yo ass like
Decepticons hollerin' retreat

Who the buckest up in here
Who the buckest up in here
My nigga, my hood, so you cowards better fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down

Who the buckest up in here
Who the buckest up in here
My nigga, my hood, so you cowards better fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down

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