Letras:
Flame Go Buck

ready Let em go ? they ain't ready man, I don't think they ready STOP! Ya'll ain't really ready [HOOK:] Go buck with the angels Buck with the angels [Repeat] STOP! GO

bitch, nigga fuck dat box! Dat's how P. got knocked, dat's how jewl got drop But Dre beat dat nigga, go 'head, repeat dat nigga You might learn a lil'

m coming for your ass Ain't no need to run Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless I made the devil go buy a gun Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent

, Nigga got ta fucked up bang Taking no shorts so fuck ya man, Claim my thang to slang them bloody bodies, Kill 'em all, send them hoes up in flames Krayzie

Yew and deep wooded ravines A hidden meridian Where Midian may be... In black antlered glades Encunted in this forest Goddess She whispers My name I buck under flames

the weak rappers for leavin the bullshit they wrote Counterfeit fools all in the pot, let em boil When we go platinum they go, aluminum foil The worldwide

: Who built the road That left in my self esteem Twisted and crunched Black metal and bones Who passed the buck Who pressed flesh to yours Spilling

now you know how we go Got the whole world on lock down you know how we flow Don't worry about Brooklyn I continue to flame Therefore a world with amnesia

dope then you'd ever know E-I-L-O, hello When I'm all by myself let it go, let it go, let it go Rollin' with my posse your way, hell no Draped in