[00:00.00] 作词 : P. Allen/W. Dewgarde/E. Dewgarde/K. Blake
[00:01.00] 作曲 : P. Allen/W. Dewgarde/E. Dewgarde/K. Blake
[00:04.65](feat. Louisville Sluggah)
[00:06.03](Intro:)
[00:06.18]Sippin my henny
[00:06.51]Don't start none, won't be none (x2)
[00:12.75]Wan't some, get some
[00:13.14]Like, Buckshot, Hennyville
[00:13.62](Louisville Sluggah)
[00:13.95]Guess who? punk chunk, ya brain just blew
[00:17.22]It is he, gun two, L.O.U.
[00:19.68]You want some? ****, come and get it
[00:22.29]Bout this Bob Mar' split nigga, nah you can't hit this
[00:25.14]Moked like Jeff Bridges while we takin pictures
[00:27.84]Smilin at these bitches, not thinkin bout our digits
[00:30.39]You want some, come come, I got some
[00:32.67]Fifth of Henny and some friends, we can all get dumb
[00:35.43]Everybody had a cup and in a pot put nut
[00:38.07]Half to gettin mines, I told her regulate that son
[00:40.59]Spillin some, for my fam that past
[00:43.29]I miss my nana always, but I'mma still get ass
[00:46.02]Get more cash, jump off and whip some ass
[00:48.60]Ville clickin, and off and think my nigga a blad
[00:51.27]It's like that, mad cuz my fam don't brag
[00:53.91]**** a finer dime and shine it to a Hefty bag
[00:56.49](Buckshot)
[00:56.67]Fire one, Buckshot, comin with a gun
[00:59.25]Fire two, Buckshot, blast that too
[01:02.13]Actin like you solid witcha plastic prue
[01:04.56]Schemin on my nigga L.U., who the hell are you
[01:07.32]What? you think I'mma talk and flap
[01:09.93]**** the chit-chat, man I should've of been put this in your back
[01:13.41]You ain't have to act like that
[01:15.09]But you did, now I'm bout to aim for ya wig
[01:17.91]Word up my nigga, see whatever they want, they get
[01:21.24]Want me to flip? I flip
[01:23.19]The rhymes I whip, hence back to Brooklyn in a flash
[01:26.52]Thinkin about the **** and the stash, in the ash tray
[01:29.76]Man I got ass on the way
[01:31.80]**** I got a call from Renee today
[01:33.99]She got that bombay, I'm bout to put her on the block
[01:36.84]where the drugs and the thugs stay
[01:38.40]Pick up my money and send her on the way
[01:40.56]You know what it's like
[01:41.97]I **** around and smack the chicken in the breast
[01:44.64]Chill, you can get wet by the Hennyville spill
[01:48.33]Buckshot I still kill
[01:49.71](Chorus x2: Buckshot)
[02:00.03]You want some, you get some
[02:03.09]I'ma bout to **** around and bleed somethin'
[02:05.10]Don't start none, won't be none
[02:07.62]But since you started, I'mma bout to rip apart shit
[02:10.83](Buckshot)
[02:11.25]Aiyo, what you niggas wanna do with us
[02:13.20]Bucktown we bust, murder is a must
[02:15.81]Everytime I think about commercial rap niggas
[02:18.51]Leave the hood and scared to come back, niggas
[02:21.24]I subtract them niggas, they ain't a part of us
[02:24.09]He ain't a part of my click, don't even start him up
[02:26.70]He rock a 10 Karat, we rock 24 all day
[02:29.82]Still smoke in a hallway
[02:31.29]And I make more in a day, then you make in a year
[02:34.32]So why the **** is you in my ear
[02:36.93]You still think it's sweat now?
[02:38.76]**** the beef now
[02:40.05]Yo Louieville take it to the street now
[02:42.18](Louisville Sluggah)
[02:42.51]It's BDB and Hennyville ya
[02:44.16]On fire like cheeba, get ya girl scream "Mamma mia"
[02:47.34]Aiyo I'm out of Henny's World with the go cart girls
[02:49.86]My nigga barkin', while some turn over and nigga
[02:52.38]Too many drinks son, it's affectin what you thinkin
[02:55.47]Stop dummin, don't forget we Black Trumpin'
[02:57.99]Yo I jump inside my Buggy
[02:59.31]Aiyo shorty wanna wish me luck, I ask
[03:01.35]If I win or lose, will you still give it up?
[03:03.45]She giggled and pilled off, we had to laugh
[03:05.79]Buck sever before we dash, it's in the bag
[03:08.55]There it go, the checkered flag
[03:10.05]I'm neck and neck with shorty for a second
[03:12.06]I wouldn't believe she do me dirty
[03:13.92]She tried to ram my tire, caught the divider
[03:16.74]Flipped the entire car and caught fire
[03:19.26]I kinda felt sorry, nigga, not hardly
[03:21.93]Sittin in the window, startin smokin Bob Marley
[03:49.29](Chorus x4)

作词 : P. Allen/W. Dewgarde/E. Dewgarde/K. Blake
作曲 : P. Allen/W. Dewgarde/E. Dewgarde/K. Blake
(feat. Louisville Sluggah)
(Intro:)
Sippin my henny
Don't start none, won't be none (x2)
Wan't some, get some
Like, Buckshot, Hennyville
(Louisville Sluggah)
Guess who? punk chunk, ya brain just blew
It is he, gun two, L.O.U.
You want some? ****, come and get it
Bout this Bob Mar' split nigga, nah you can't hit this
Moked like Jeff Bridges while we takin pictures
Smilin at these bitches, not thinkin bout our digits
You want some, come come, I got some
Fifth of Henny and some friends, we can all get dumb
Everybody had a cup and in a pot put nut
Half to gettin mines, I told her regulate that son
Spillin some, for my fam that past
I miss my nana always, but I'mma still get ass
Get more cash, jump off and whip some ass
Ville clickin, and off and think my nigga a blad
It's like that, mad cuz my fam don't brag
**** a finer dime and shine it to a Hefty bag
(Buckshot)
Fire one, Buckshot, comin with a gun
Fire two, Buckshot, blast that too
Actin like you solid witcha plastic prue
Schemin on my nigga L.U., who the hell are you
What? you think I'mma talk and flap
**** the chit-chat, man I should've of been put this in your back
You ain't have to act like that
But you did, now I'm bout to aim for ya wig
Word up my nigga, see whatever they want, they get
Want me to flip? I flip
The rhymes I whip, hence back to Brooklyn in a flash
Thinkin about the **** and the stash, in the ash tray
Man I got ass on the way
**** I got a call from Renee today
She got that bombay, I'm bout to put her on the block
where the drugs and the thugs stay
Pick up my money and send her on the way
You know what it's like
I **** around and smack the chicken in the breast
Chill, you can get wet by the Hennyville spill
Buckshot I still kill
(Chorus x2: Buckshot)
You want some, you get some
I'ma bout to **** around and bleed somethin'
Don't start none, won't be none
But since you started, I'mma bout to rip apart shit
(Buckshot)
Aiyo, what you niggas wanna do with us
Bucktown we bust, murder is a must
Everytime I think about commercial rap niggas
Leave the hood and scared to come back, niggas
I subtract them niggas, they ain't a part of us
He ain't a part of my click, don't even start him up
He rock a 10 Karat, we rock 24 all day
Still smoke in a hallway
And I make more in a day, then you make in a year
So why the **** is you in my ear
You still think it's sweat now?
**** the beef now
Yo Louieville take it to the street now
(Louisville Sluggah)
It's BDB and Hennyville ya
On fire like cheeba, get ya girl scream "Mamma mia"
Aiyo I'm out of Henny's World with the go cart girls
My nigga barkin', while some turn over and nigga
Too many drinks son, it's affectin what you thinkin
Stop dummin, don't forget we Black Trumpin'
Yo I jump inside my Buggy
Aiyo shorty wanna wish me luck, I ask
If I win or lose, will you still give it up?
She giggled and pilled off, we had to laugh
Buck sever before we dash, it's in the bag
There it go, the checkered flag
I'm neck and neck with shorty for a second
I wouldn't believe she do me dirty
She tried to ram my tire, caught the divider
Flipped the entire car and caught fire
I kinda felt sorry, nigga, not hardly
Sittin in the window, startin smokin Bob Marley
(Chorus x4)