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dj chop up - 2pac, big l - buck buck bing lyrics
[intro: 2pac, (big l)]
makaveli the don!
(makaveli!)
big l
(big l, corleone
yeah, yeah
2pac is back!)
[verse 1: 2pac]
murderous mind state, can’t keep my nine straight
sippin’ on this hennessy, waitin’ for the time to break
show up and motherf-ckers bow down recognize
westside, deathrow, outlaw ridahz
untouchable mob of pistol packers
well known felons, labelled for drug sellin’ merciless jackers
forever buzzed, roll with thugs and dawgs
commence to lettin’ off rounds, then escape in a fog
who wanna see me solo?
catch makaveli while he’s sleepin’
my mini fourteen murderin’ n-gg-s while they creepin’, uh
duck or you -ss out, drink till you p-ss out
ain’t scared to die, drunk drivin’ in my gl-sshouse
n-gg-s is under me, they b-tches come to me
they heard the stories n-gg- now they wanna really see
bomb first my motto, it’s fully guaranteed
n-gg-s is playa haters, label them my enemies, i’m dumpin’
[hook x2: dj chop up as 2pac, big l]
buck buck, bing!
boom boom, pow pow
that’s the motherf-ckin’ sound
as we buckin’ motherf-ckers down!
-gunshots-
we keep the shotty smokin’
front and get half the bones in ya body broken!
[verse 2: big l]
i’m straight, keep a harlem world mindstate
and i’mma increase the crime rate for old time’s sake
you d-mn playa haters never want to see me blow
flamboyant entertainment ceo
yo, the spotlight is mine, it ain’t his no more
when ‘pac come home, n-gg-s can’t live no more
run with me and i’m a make you a star
when me and my crew hit the clubs, we go straight to the bar
leave ’em empty, i cruise through harlem in an m3
never pay for parties, say my name and i’m in free
i’m on some 100-g car sh-t, superstar sh-t
selling n-gg-s that wet sh-t, right out the jar sh-t
i’m dumb hot, i’ll wreck you and your young flock
keep the gun c-cked, represent one block
139, n-gg-, the danger zone
we quick to put a bullet in a stranger’s dome
[hook x4: dj chop up as 2pac, big l]
buck buck, bing!
boom boom, pow pow
that’s the motherf-ckin’ sound
as we buckin’ motherf-ckers down!
-gunshot x2-
we keep the shotty smokin’
front and get half the bones in ya body broken!
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