[Buckshot]

Yeah, this one for all you motherfuckers dissing me 

And don't I'm listening, well I'm listening you listen



I went from rags to riches, riches to rags

On my face & pocket to the one on gat

For the ones that be up back like anybody did it

Fronting like fake digits look Kenyta did it

Prolific hard-core shit I gotta spit it

The hardest admit it put my heart in it

I ain't trying to see broke all wanna do is see notes 

A few mill with an ill speedboat 

And I quote Buck ain't daily good

Fuck words, I spits shots till you feel good

Love rap & I love mc-ing 

Shit but still love killing every nigga in sight 

No reason, we in duck season, watch out

Elmer bud, smoke the fuss pull the glock out

Jack in box two shots pop out

Still money on the dow pitch stock out

It's Duckdown I-N-C for niggas who be D-I-C-K ride I-N-G 

Don't hate just holla and you can follow pitbull & rottweilers 

Who wear chain tight collar 

Benz to Impalas

Friends who just gotta grab they dick, cause they love

Hip Hop like Big Poppa

Dog, Heh I know it's hard to see 

But I'm Whoop your Ass my squad & me



[Rufus Blaq/Chorus]

That nigga on block slanging

Whoop his ass

Talking bout how he banging

Whoop his ass

Nigga felt your girl ass

Whoop his ass

He fronting on your cash

Whoop his ass

If he get up in your face 

Whoop his ass 

Put him back in his place

Whoop his ass

Don't be playing with these niggas, man

You better Whoop his ass [repeat]





[Steele & Tek]

Who dem niggas over there [Steele]

Some broke dude fronting thinks I was scared [Tek]

Man., get that thang what he moving onions [Tek]

Stop playing I'll show you how to this younging [Tek]

See we about biz feed the kids, no apologies [Steele]

Pushing for you industry niggas no stopping this



[Steele]

Been pissing whores before R.Kezzy [Tek]

We number one stunners like Baby &Wezzy [Tek]

Do like it's easy want me, see me [Steele]

Fuck talking, we squeezing my lips is greasy [Steele]

My neck, My back [Tek]

Y'all I'm gonna light this head crack [Tek]

My neck, My back [Tek]

Suck my dick & nut sack [Tek]

Bitch! [Tek]



[Chorus]



[Buckshot]

Who this flapping like he started something 

Acting like you hard or something 

Man, listen you can sell drugs for life 

I'm a hit-man for hire sell slugs for life

And you that right anybody left goodnight 

Run you down your last sight is the headlight

In the Halo niggas better watch what they say yo

Cause I don't play no bank broke O.K. so 

Up the world like I saw your girl 

Fuck yours I throw up Crowhill you throw up Earl

I keep a mac by my dog precious 

So I can bark & bite at the same time

Y'all test up I spaz out ass-low I never ass out

Keep a gun I be the first one to pull the brass out no doubt

So I ain't to prove you nothing 

But I can prove one thing is that you two-way fronting



[Chorus]