Ab-Soul - B.U.C.K.O. Jr
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- Дата: 11.11.2024
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Ab-Soul - B.U.C.K.O. Jr
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Yeah, nigga
This shit for all my niggas that was in the struggles duckin' hotbox, nigga
All my dogs that was at the house with Sid gettin' it in (Soulo)
If you know, you know (Ayy, ayy)
If not, let these niggas know what's up, Bucko (Ayy, man)
[Verse 1]
United States of Del Amo
190, the Glock concealed
As well as other shit the 12 will never find, for real, you feel me?
Spent the dub on the watch, call it Samuel L.
'Cause he was in A Time to Kill
Figure deal me, the messy messiah ridin' filthy
Underground emperor to 2024
Bun B and Pimp C, I'm sippin' codeine, it ain't grenadine
My soda prеttier in pink than Molly on the movie screen
I ain't lying, usеd to sing, I just can't wait to be king
Left a nigga scarred, hyena's laughin' at everything
Straps clappin' at everything, get the round of applause
Niggas flexin' on everything, fuck the arm of the law
And I put that on everything, my mama, daughters, and my queen
Great like Alexander and Alexander McQueen
Skate like Tony Hawk, you're novice, try an ollie
Tie son up in the ring with Muhammad Ali
Back in like '73
The analogy is you won't wanna be casualty battlin' me
You think you talented, I grab you by my talons, then I eat
Your DNA leakin' like molasses off of my beak
I need more like eeny, meeny, miny
Niggas actin' real Mickey, that's why many can't find me
You ain't spendin' big money, then you can't stand by me
Got your BM DMin' me demon time like, "Get behind me"
Fast-forward, I just left pound town
Gang and 'em makin' noise in HD and surround sound
Blame the game, bitch, don't blame me if you foul out
I'm off the chain, Top Dawg, all bite, no bow-wow
No disrespect to Shad though
A rollin' stone gathers no moss, ride or die, ho
[Interlude]
Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout, man?
You got somethin' on your chest, put it on the floor, nigga
And make sure you stand on business, pussy-ass nigga
[Verse 2]
Ha, I play the bullshit from the backseat, cuz
Told you I'm a soldier, got the Folgers for your mean mug
Yeah, my team up, you dumb bitch
Couldn't touch us if you teamed up with the fuckin' military
Top Dawg is the Army, better yet, the Navy
If we talkin' 'bout money, now we talkin', baby
Yeah, used to play hide and go get it in IKEA
Now I make a play and go get it rhymin' my ideas
[Interlude]
See what I'm talkin' 'bout, man?
You niggas ain't really touchin' my lil' nigga Soulo in this rap shit, man
You niggas better step your bars up and get your shit together
And that's comin' from the biggest Bucko, nigga
Born under chaos, you bitch
[Verse 3]
Hm, see, normally I wouldn't do this, but the people need this
The hottest prophet next to Jesus
A true disciple of cuddy
I give my highest respects to Cudi
What's good, Christ, baby? Keep them blessings comin'
Impenetrable, if I do, I bleed blue
A mack from my hat to my boots, make your MacBook reboot
Cannibal on instrumentals, dinnertime, I meet you
I got cake, she got cake, my thing's a sweet tooth
And she just wanna fuck a nigga with a big dick and a big chain
I've been insane in the membrane
I bend your bitch over right after she blow my whistle
Then I stroke her 'til she call Jehovah over and over and over
Oh no, I just came on your throat pillow
So rude of me, please send me the cleaner bill
Left fresh prints in your crib like Uncle Phil
I'm the BOAT, you ain't the GOAT, you more like a slice of veal
Huh, now, that's ill
[Interlude]
Oh yeah, shout out all my Top Notch niggas, man (Yeah)
The flyest niggas in this bitch, and they stack it up, man
Nah, nah, hold on, let me get it back, fuck that P, huh
[Verse 4]
Check my bags, I travel like pilots
It's Soulo season for sure, don't miss the pilot
I gotta eat, you know the pie lit
Buildin' billions, tryna pile it
Born under chaos, keepin' order and beatin' cases off
'Cause I'm the biggest Bucko Jr.
I ain't tweakin', nigga
Enlighten niggas like beacons, nigga
Pastor Black Lip, not the deacon, nigga
Reap it, nigga
Meet me on both knees at the altar
I'm Bruce Lee moving just like water
And bitch, I put that on my oldest daughter
I ain't the king of Carson no more, I'm the father
[Outro]
Carson, Cali, to be exact, with all due respect, bitch
It's the 'nembership, nigga
Come see about the Soul session if you want, baby
We shinin' 'cause the light on our side
Soulo dolo
I'm a python, nigga
Yeah, nigga, I'm a python, nigga
This shit for all my niggas that was in the struggles duckin' hotbox, nigga
All my dogs that was at the house with Sid gettin' it in (Soulo)
If you know, you know (Ayy, ayy)
If not, let these niggas know what's up, Bucko (Ayy, man)
[Verse 1]
United States of Del Amo
190, the Glock concealed
As well as other shit the 12 will never find, for real, you feel me?
Spent the dub on the watch, call it Samuel L.
'Cause he was in A Time to Kill
Figure deal me, the messy messiah ridin' filthy
Underground emperor to 2024
Bun B and Pimp C, I'm sippin' codeine, it ain't grenadine
My soda prеttier in pink than Molly on the movie screen
I ain't lying, usеd to sing, I just can't wait to be king
Left a nigga scarred, hyena's laughin' at everything
Straps clappin' at everything, get the round of applause
Niggas flexin' on everything, fuck the arm of the law
And I put that on everything, my mama, daughters, and my queen
Great like Alexander and Alexander McQueen
Skate like Tony Hawk, you're novice, try an ollie
Tie son up in the ring with Muhammad Ali
Back in like '73
The analogy is you won't wanna be casualty battlin' me
You think you talented, I grab you by my talons, then I eat
Your DNA leakin' like molasses off of my beak
I need more like eeny, meeny, miny
Niggas actin' real Mickey, that's why many can't find me
You ain't spendin' big money, then you can't stand by me
Got your BM DMin' me demon time like, "Get behind me"
Fast-forward, I just left pound town
Gang and 'em makin' noise in HD and surround sound
Blame the game, bitch, don't blame me if you foul out
I'm off the chain, Top Dawg, all bite, no bow-wow
No disrespect to Shad though
A rollin' stone gathers no moss, ride or die, ho
[Interlude]
Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout, man?
You got somethin' on your chest, put it on the floor, nigga
And make sure you stand on business, pussy-ass nigga
[Verse 2]
Ha, I play the bullshit from the backseat, cuz
Told you I'm a soldier, got the Folgers for your mean mug
Yeah, my team up, you dumb bitch
Couldn't touch us if you teamed up with the fuckin' military
Top Dawg is the Army, better yet, the Navy
If we talkin' 'bout money, now we talkin', baby
Yeah, used to play hide and go get it in IKEA
Now I make a play and go get it rhymin' my ideas
[Interlude]
See what I'm talkin' 'bout, man?
You niggas ain't really touchin' my lil' nigga Soulo in this rap shit, man
You niggas better step your bars up and get your shit together
And that's comin' from the biggest Bucko, nigga
Born under chaos, you bitch
[Verse 3]
Hm, see, normally I wouldn't do this, but the people need this
The hottest prophet next to Jesus
A true disciple of cuddy
I give my highest respects to Cudi
What's good, Christ, baby? Keep them blessings comin'
Impenetrable, if I do, I bleed blue
A mack from my hat to my boots, make your MacBook reboot
Cannibal on instrumentals, dinnertime, I meet you
I got cake, she got cake, my thing's a sweet tooth
And she just wanna fuck a nigga with a big dick and a big chain
I've been insane in the membrane
I bend your bitch over right after she blow my whistle
Then I stroke her 'til she call Jehovah over and over and over
Oh no, I just came on your throat pillow
So rude of me, please send me the cleaner bill
Left fresh prints in your crib like Uncle Phil
I'm the BOAT, you ain't the GOAT, you more like a slice of veal
Huh, now, that's ill
[Interlude]
Oh yeah, shout out all my Top Notch niggas, man (Yeah)
The flyest niggas in this bitch, and they stack it up, man
Nah, nah, hold on, let me get it back, fuck that P, huh
[Verse 4]
Check my bags, I travel like pilots
It's Soulo season for sure, don't miss the pilot
I gotta eat, you know the pie lit
Buildin' billions, tryna pile it
Born under chaos, keepin' order and beatin' cases off
'Cause I'm the biggest Bucko Jr.
I ain't tweakin', nigga
Enlighten niggas like beacons, nigga
Pastor Black Lip, not the deacon, nigga
Reap it, nigga
Meet me on both knees at the altar
I'm Bruce Lee moving just like water
And bitch, I put that on my oldest daughter
I ain't the king of Carson no more, I'm the father
[Outro]
Carson, Cali, to be exact, with all due respect, bitch
It's the 'nembership, nigga
Come see about the Soul session if you want, baby
We shinin' 'cause the light on our side
Soulo dolo
I'm a python, nigga
Yeah, nigga, I'm a python, nigga