笨小笨Buck ’Em (Explicit)歌词由Snoop Dogg&Sticky Fingers演唱，出自专辑《Hip Hop Hits of the 90s (Explicit)》，下面是《Buck ’Em (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Buck ’Em (Explicit)歌词完整版
Buck 'Em (Feat Sticky Fingers) - Snoop Dogg
(F**k 'em)
Damn this sh*t sound low then motherf**ker in my earphones
Alright yeah that's it right there ni**a
As soon as the bass hits your dome
Snoop Dogg grabs the chrome
And gets in your system
Shooting off rhymes like a pistol
F**king your click off with this blow
This hoe that hoe make me rich
Snoop Dogg please won't you break that b**ch
I'm back in the game getting my dough
And f**k any motherf**ker that say it ain't so
Do it to em be young
Cause on the real dogg you the hardest ni**a we um
We shaking em off breaking em off
Shot him in his face and now they taking him off
Here's a shout out to those with quad out
Fool we should have got out now you getting popped out
I'm not out to diss but to get my chips
And smash pass with cash
And blaze the spliff now pass the fifth
For real ni**a did you hear me ya heard
You ran up and got served ha ha
Now ain't that a trip (what what)
You need to get up off of that bullshit
C'mon
(F**k 'em f**k 'em)
Young beast to four green
Dirty or clean ni**a the money is all green
(F**k 'em f**k 'em)
Cock it back ya know me
Every ni**a look the same behind a stocking cap
(F**k 'em f**k 'em)
Sh*t on waisted
Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets
(F**k 'em f**k 'em)
Don't make a difference
Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it
F**k em the scene is set (set)
And it's a million b**ch niggas bout to straight get wet
I walk em all in the street
F**k em I cuff they hands and blind they eyes and hog tie they feet
F**k em with no remorse ni**a cut em down
Love the way we shut em down sh*t it ain't funny now
Used to be my buddy pal ni**a wet and bloody now
Ni**a where your homies now half them niggas funny style
F**k em it's bout to get shitty now
Doggy bout to get him now cause you better sit him down
Ni**a what up now you act like a b**ch
You bound to get f**ked you trick a** snitch
F**k em boy we on a rampage
Rippin up this damn stage yeah it's still a G thing
Slammin doors slapping hoes
Cuz f**k videos I get a hundred for shows
If you ain't got the papers
I ain't got the time to sit and chat about the motherf**king vapors
B**ch don't even trip
You need to raise up off of that bullshit
C'mon
(F**k 'em f**k 'em)
Young beast to four green
Dirty or clean ni**a the money is all green
(F**k 'em f**k 'em)
Cock it back ya know me
Every ni**a look the same behind a stocking cap
(F**k 'em f**k 'em)
Sh*t on waisted
Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets
(F**k 'em f**k 'em)
Don't make a difference
Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it
(F**k 'em)
