Yeah, original crooks, original heads. We doin' it like this.
Word up!
I woke up in the morning, hopped on a train I saw my man
He had an L in his hand, hide it from the beast
At least I catch a bus before I hit my block
I take a mega hit frontin' on the good ship lollipop
Move the hop so I can put the hip in the grip
Everybody slip so I can take a trip to the dip
Dig a deeper hole microphone control with soul
Look at my hot eye's tell me how could you be cold
I'm coming to you from the underground, with a thunder sound
#1 question, "Yo how can I be down?"
But I tell you bring your lighter and roll your finger
Back up on the lighter so you can see the fire finger
Go from left to right then front to back
Herbal verbal lead is givin' the mic contact
React whenever I keep your head scopin'
Ahh don't front you know I got cha opin
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check my dialect from my diaphram my man
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check the dialect from my diaphram my man
Me and my crew walk the streets at night
Like lookin' for the right one, baby
If it's payday I'm at your doorstep
I never sweat swingin' the epp nowadays 'cuz my rep
when you see me at a show you better prepare for the flow
Right away. I'm givin' you a brighter day.
It's never sunny, still don't nothin' move but the honey out the page
So I enta the brotha zone. I come to the front of the stage
And let you know who's on the phone. Leave it alone.
See it's a hip hop thang. Not a fake drip drop fame or corny ass lame.
You can fool the rest but you can't fool me.
See the best school me for the simple fact
It's the g-o-d, buck to the shot
Still took the techs and Buck took the rocks
So forget the past, no more Shorty
Strictly Buckshot, I rock you 1 down to 40 Below
I gots to let her know that I am the day that never tire everytime
I felt the fire
People try this when your jam got cold
Used to be the man now your band got old
I know the plan, so I keep you scopin'
Don't front you know I got cha opin.
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check the dialect from my diaphram my man
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check the dialect from my diaphram my man
Yeah, without no doubt. This is dedicated to my man
Big 5, Big Trev. Real's in the place to be
We're coming to get you out, kid.
And we out...no doubt...
Word up!
I woke up in the morning, hopped on a train I saw my man
He had an L in his hand, hide it from the beast
At least I catch a bus before I hit my block
I take a mega hit frontin' on the good ship lollipop
Move the hop so I can put the hip in the grip
Everybody slip so I can take a trip to the dip
Dig a deeper hole microphone control with soul
Look at my hot eye's tell me how could you be cold
I'm coming to you from the underground, with a thunder sound
#1 question, "Yo how can I be down?"
But I tell you bring your lighter and roll your finger
Back up on the lighter so you can see the fire finger
Go from left to right then front to back
Herbal verbal lead is givin' the mic contact
React whenever I keep your head scopin'
Ahh don't front you know I got cha opin
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check my dialect from my diaphram my man
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check the dialect from my diaphram my man
Me and my crew walk the streets at night
Like lookin' for the right one, baby
If it's payday I'm at your doorstep
I never sweat swingin' the epp nowadays 'cuz my rep
when you see me at a show you better prepare for the flow
Right away. I'm givin' you a brighter day.
It's never sunny, still don't nothin' move but the honey out the page
So I enta the brotha zone. I come to the front of the stage
And let you know who's on the phone. Leave it alone.
See it's a hip hop thang. Not a fake drip drop fame or corny ass lame.
You can fool the rest but you can't fool me.
See the best school me for the simple fact
It's the g-o-d, buck to the shot
Still took the techs and Buck took the rocks
So forget the past, no more Shorty
Strictly Buckshot, I rock you 1 down to 40 Below
I gots to let her know that I am the day that never tire everytime
I felt the fire
People try this when your jam got cold
Used to be the man now your band got old
I know the plan, so I keep you scopin'
Don't front you know I got cha opin.
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check the dialect from my diaphram my man
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks
(Duck Down!)
Don't front, you know I got cha opin
Check the dialect from my diaphram my man
Yeah, without no doubt. This is dedicated to my man
Big 5, Big Trev. Real's in the place to be
We're coming to get you out, kid.
And we out...no doubt...
Steele Tek Black Smif N Wessun comin to shake ya frame Remember the name nothin change We dismember you lames Duck...
I m gettin the ahh I m gettin the ahh from the weak shit that I hear no lyrical styles come near to the one who boa...
Q Tip yo Aiyyo Buck word up get up in em Yo it s that nigga from the Tribe Let these niggas know what s up son ...
Buckshot Got a call one late night from my nigga Thor Tellin me Buckshot get ready prepare for war On the street...
Verse 1 At night I can feel the vibe in sight straight through the individual in flight Everybody got hit whe...
Buckshot is now known as Da B D I Emcee Buck em down repeat 16X Verse One Buckshot Shorty To the weak what ...
Verse 1 Buckshot I woke up in the night grabbed my forehead wipe my forehead with the sweat on to the bed Dee...
This is how the real shit Chorus 4X Buckshot Why the Devil keep fuckin with me Why the Devil keep fuckin with me B...
Heather B Mr Wall Evil D 5 FT No doubt we gonna hold it down for Brook lon One time where you at WHAT Jerz...
quotAlright party people it s about that time We want everybody everybody off the stage Who ain...
