Get Bucked 8Ball

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[Chorus]
All my niggas, if you feel what I’m saying, get buck
If some niggas wanna flex, we can tear the fuckin’ club up
High ‘til I die, let me hear you say it with me
Fuck a trick, buck a bitch, death to my enemy
Niggas, if you feel what I’m saying, get buck
If some niggas wanna flex, we can tear the fuckin’ club up
High ‘til I die, let me hear you say it with me
Fuck a trick, buck a bitch, death to my enemy

[Verse 1]
Time to take this shit to a level many thought was dead
Recording what I read, and try to fuck up a nigga head
Not saying ‘fuck peace,’ but now ain’t the time for that
Grab the mic, and show a muthafucka where it’s at
Twisted off the dope I twisted, flip and lift it
Enlisted in this hip-hop business to get them riches
Hardcore freaky bitches dig me ‘cause I shoot much game
Fuck the fame, fuck your name, Ball ain’t lame
Aggravated, barbiturates, and bong hits
Mixed with D10 clips, talon tip zip
Cutting wind, put a bitch life to an end
Stop your grin, put a baguette print on your chin
Ain’t no friends in this dirty game we all play
That’s why we gotta pray and thank the Lord for another day
Kill with a pen, Memphian, Babylonian
Widespread destruction as the whole world ends