Letras:
Righteous Bucks

Stay away from my fucking crew We skate around with nothing to do Thick and thin is the way we run Our mission in life to have fun The family is

I refuse to be nice to you When I hate your fucking guts Stupids hair, stupid tats With your big fucking mouth; go away Who are you to say who is

I'm not a fucking retard because I don't play your game I'm not fucking stupid because I see through your game I can fucking listen, I can fucking

Today is the same as yesterday And the day before that Everyday is the same Everydays the fucking same So much wasted time So many wasted days

Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga representin Doin twenty to life in San Quentin Gettin calls from my nigga Mike Tyson, ain't nuttin nice Yo 'Pac, do something righteous

this pain Now if you still got some gangsta in you, I want you to put your pistol in the air, and let that motherfucker go buck buck buck And they never

to the number one Buck one, buck two, buck three, buck four So get real fool, fool [Snoop Dogg] Local boy made good over night shit Not only am I getting righteous

Same things that float your boat can capsize it Tell the snakes they can take a hike like gas prices No such things as half-way crooks or half righteous

excited, all uptight, and violent Bitches was not invited Put ?em in a coffin before they get me man Krayzie, loco, insane, bang bang Runnin' with the pump pump, no bluffin' We buck