Mr. Walt - Bucktown USA (Remix) lyrics

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Mr. Walt - Bucktown USA (Remix) lyrics

[Billy Danze] Bucktown USA is the place were I rest (That's right) Were thoro thugs catch a slugs through the chest And any day just may be the end See the grim reaper be creeping these streets attempts (Yo were the diamond and the gems) get up in'em Tek Keep cowards in check earn this respect I told you who I rep Cus I was raised with a one track MIND And one black NINE [Tek] I'm from the streets were a average man can become a k**a And it will be your own fam that get you for the scrilla And my n***as the double R crew rape and rob like they want to Because that's what we into and what my mans do I control that you know that I love peoples that show me love back But disrespect Tek then I'm spitting it all I'm the best I'mma thought I remind yall (Chorus) Bucktown Grow were the gra** is greener And all the gods choose to call it Medina Bucktown The place were I've seen my roots Got put on this route and got my first Tim boots Bucktown See me in the GS 3-0-0 in the side of the road Getting hara**ed by popo Bucktown Home of my B-C-C and First Fam (running sh**) First Family (What) [Lil Fame] What is home stilling homes k** it Cus this pain we bring to'em they gonna feel it I a rude awakening nobody safe f** around I throw a Timberland print in your face First down through the door we all brought wreck Check the first video I'm gripping the steal tech Bucktown Home of the homicide were the drama rise The original insane criminal [Steele] Guns blazing wanted worldwide for hell raising Hot like Cajun ST the amazing Raised in Brooklyn by thugs and crooks that who robs Be looking for straight drama (And problem of the street with armor) Bucktown n***a you know revolution in Brooknam Fire storm true born as we bomb like Sadaam First Fam, Smiff N Wessen, Lil Fame, Billy Danze Tek N Steele Through the battle field (strong we still standing) Bucktown (Chorus:) Bucktown Grow were the gra** is greener And all the gods choose to call it Medina Bucktown The place were I've seen my roots Got put on this route and got my first Tim boots Bucktown See me in the GS 3-0-0 in the side of the road Getting hara**ed by popo Bucktown Home of my B-C-C and believe yeah yeah [Steele] We going all out Throwing down to we all fall out We all brawl out draw heat to send enemies to the morgue house Homicide on the scene squad cars full of area Ma** hysteria my team a burry ya [Billy Danze] I hate to worry ya Prepare for the havoc If anybody move and I'll anybody have it Is all tragic When I'm stepping with the semi To WORK'EM and HURT'EM in ways The lord won't forgive me [Tek] For sinning with my peeps were dogs gotta eat The calico is sweet put air under your feet And leave you bubbled up Have your family huddle up The mack twins ones make the shots doubled up [Lil Fame] I'm game tight is Mr. Fizzy Wo say the name right When is on I'mma hit'em and split'em the same night "Shanghai" we do it Broke-lyn style So when the guns pop tell'em all duck down we wrote (Chorus) Bucktown Grow were the gra** is greener And all the gods choose to call it Medina Bucktown The place were I've seen my roots Got put on this route and got my first Tim boots Bucktown See me in the GS 3-0-0 in the side of the road Getting hara**ed by popo Bucktown Home of my B-C-C and every body that I f**ed with this family First Family, B-C-C Cocoa B, word up yo, huh Brooklyn style mashing straight mashing...

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