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[buckshot]
boo-ya-kaa, check my foul and my style
never on the isle, bucked shots as a juvenile
a little freestyle fanatic, i shot the rap addict
with an automatic, now i got static
see back in the days, i was a stone cold hood
now i&#39;m a paid hood, still up to no good
with my crew from the heights and the island
still flippin&#39; niggaz, and we still be buckwildin&#39;
i never changed, never rearranged my faness
buck one time to your chest, through your vest
franklin avenue posse, you can&#39;t stop me, cause my shits never sloppy
i&#39;m always for a pack, a joint, and a burner
flip a scene, coming from a teen/tin like turner
take it from another brother coming from the ghetto
once i get my five eight, no need for protect so
i get paid to rip, step aside i&#39;m a blow you
don&#39;t try to shake my hand moneygrip, i don&#39;t know you
i&#39;m just a hardcore, raw, straight from the ave
leave another question and you might get blast
[chorus - 4x]
ack like you want it
ack like you want it
what! bring the drama
ack like you want it
[5 ft. excellerator]
i emerged in a rage, catching wreck on stage
blowing up the spot, i leave my name engraved
you frail ass niggaz want a piece of the 5, but
you can&#39;t fuck with the nigga that&#39;s live
here catching wreck, with the buckshot shorty
spark up that l, cause it&#39;s time to get naughty
then he looked at me, as if i was insane
i&#39;m just a real nigga with a lot on my brain
the pressure starts to build, when i grab my steel
giving niggaz the raw deal, with the mad appeal
this time around, i flex the tec with ease
and if you really want it, i give an extra squeeze
cause i&#39;ll cut out your heart, and leave it pumping in my hand
spit on your grave, and let you know who&#39;s the man
there&#39;s nowhere to run, there&#39;s nowhere to hide
cause, the 5 ft. excellerator, is at your every side
one time for your motherfucking mind
[chorus]
[buckshot]
i ran to the boone spot, and shot the dread
he fished my nickle bag of skunk weed, now he dead but
bust lead to the head, never did like a fed
rule with the mad tool, fool check what i said
i&#39;m taking you down, i&#39;m breaking you down, i&#39;m real
wiz, tec and stelle, niggaz, you know the deal
i&#39;m for real no joke, so on the gun smoke
provoke, your dusty style, makes me choke
never bite, but i write, when i grab mics
boot your pretty bitch ass boy, and take flight
with my razor, the infra-red lazer, blaze ya
like cane, i raise your little shorter&#39;s bad behavior
niggaz better know that when i flow, i&#39;m drinkin gin and cinnomin
and when i flaunt it, ack like you want it
[chorus]
[5 ft. excellerator]
from the town where niggaz always get bucked down
kicked in the door, keep my finger on the pound
word is around, that you&#39;re looking for the 5
surprise, real niggaz always survive
don&#39;t be amazed, i&#39;m alive from the flames
no need to scream now your calling out my name
you little bitch ass nigga, you tried to take my life
now i&#39;m taking all you own, plus i&#39;m fucking your wife
after that my man&#39;s, gonna hit your only daughter
and leave her body floating in some bloddy bath water
just like a snake, sl-sl-slitters on the ground
nobody hears me move, even know that i&#39;m around
you acting like you want it, now you&#39;re gonna have to get it
as i grab you by your throat, feel the heat as i just split it
[chorus]

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