Letras:
Buck O Nine My Town

with nothing to do that's all i seem to think about or do my soul is sound when i'm in my hometown no place i'd rather be my town, my street gives me

if I got my peeps to flip in And vote and go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up And your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck I'm still runnin' from

got, me nine to my side So me bust, flick, cause he don't give a fuck and me don't give a fuck And all my problems end with that BUCK BUCK [Snoop Doogy

ll be Sheek Luchion the mayor Fatigued out in my house or office Blunt spots and crooked cops can't grow shit so the town supports this (Uh-hun) My staff

to buck buck bucking...a fuck fuck fucking your hoes Cause they know who's runnin this shit, Top Dog...I'm the C-E-O Role model, your motherfucking H-E-R-O My

neck And the other fuckin' tip Too his motherfuckin' chest Gotta buck him down Gotta buck him down town Talkin' bout' these clowns Talkin' shit up in my fuckin' town

(Method Man)] Chamber four (1-6-Ooh) Chamber four Temple number nine, temple number nine [Ol' Dirty Bastard] I'm the original G-O-D Making young ladies scream is my

m the M.B.P. most ballin-ist playa make my own moves, call me the mayor monday night u know things change with time magic city back lookin like eighty-nine

five deep as I strike at a quick pace I got the evil of my dead nigga trapped in my mind So my soul is a threat to all mankind Born to kill, I'm wicked