Nuck If You Buck Lyrics

Nigga was dissin' on gang chop made him stiffin' up

Glock made that lil' nigga dance just like nuck if you buck I'm tryna fuck yo' lil' bitch she a dirty slut

Light his body up with this stimmy this ain't no double pump

Gra, gra, gra, gra, gra damn you sick as fuck damn we hit you up now you tweakin' like you dumb as fuck

Yo' mans ain't no real shooter he gave his pollie up catch me on the west with a stick it'll fade you up

Bitches say I'm doing my shit so ima keep it up

I've been carrying pounds around the city bitch I'm strong as fuck

Me and cuz a real demon we'll come and shake you up my amigo really crazy he shot a homeless fuck

Told that bitch get on your knees and pray for me cause she my lil' slut

Spin his block more then three times, that's more seven hundred shots

Flip yo' cat back to back pushing to other states spent one fifty on these jeans up in mcqueens

Rolled his ass in a blunt smoking exotic shit, fa, fa, fa, fa

That's the suppressor a bitch riding down west grand about to catch a stimmy

Four five big as hell it'll push yo' shit back heard yo' pole got token away

You needa kitkat steal a pack flip it make it back you see that pistol jump

Dirty stick on this waste you'll see this nickel jump, DMB dirty money boyz I say it proudly

Moonwalking making all theses plays sippin' bacardi deep as hell up in fusion you gotta see us coming

Heard yo' baby daddy broke as fuck he needs sell some plasma

Zazas fucking with my lungs I think I might have asma

Posted up in front of the store with drugs in my coat pocket rocket right in my pocket you'll feel a lil' poke

Clogging up yo' throat with this blicky now you in the snow

Fiens nose red as hell he got high of the snow it's christmas time bitch it's time for the snow

Fiens get to itchin' and scratching they need some more

Choppa get to clicking and clackin' just like a clock light his body up with this fifty bitch you got popped

Yo' ass was dissin' on gang but you ain't drop shit rip my nigga zae that was a bad day

Opp bitch talk to jakes won't see another day beat a niggas ass on stockbridge that's a cold case

Hit the dash to the miles you won't see me till the next day

Hot as fuck down fulton can't leave a trace cops steadying posted down lane i go another way

Nigga was dissin' on gang chop made him stiffin' up

Glock made that lil' nigga dance just like nuck if you buck I'm tryna fuck yo' lil' bitch she a dirty slut

Light his body up with this stimmy this ain't no double pump

Gra, gra, gra, gra, gra damn you sick as fuck damn we hit you up now you tweakin' like you dumb as fuck

Yo' mans ain't no real shooter he gave his pollie up catch me on the west with a stick it'll fade you up