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Aye aye Whathafuuuuck Huh G I live G I die ain't shit gone change you know me hoe Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre G I live G I die ain't shit gone change you know me hoe Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre G I live G I die ain't shit gone change you know me hoe (get buck!) Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre (get buck!) G I live G I die ain't shit gone change you know me hoe (get buck!) Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre (get buck!) I'm back and don't give a fuck Come play with Duke Deucifer Back to getting the clubs Crunk Get buck if you think you tough Buck buck what the fuck get hit with the 12 slugs Bout action no capn I'm packin and macn but stomped em like a dam rug Triple M Triple M Triple M bitch Told you hoes don't fuck with them Criminals criminals criminals bitch Hell yea bitch I buck with them Drop a stack on ya hat You a mufuckin rat Let them cats put your ass on your mufuckin back Letras de cancionesIt's a bird it's a plane hell naw it's a pack That's a fact I'm a Mac I ain't never gone slack I talked to my witch and she said I'ma blow up Sacrifice my friends I'll be wealthy but so lonesome Lord I'm so gifted I see things before they come up Ancestors protecting me so I always be 1 up Whathafuuuuck G I live G I die ain't shit gone change you know me hoe Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre G I live G I die ain't shit gone change you know me hoe Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre G I live G I die ain't shit gone change you know me hoe (get buck!) Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre (get buck!) G I live G I die ain't shit gone change you know me hoe (get buck!) Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre (get buck!) Psychopath Deucifer Looking like Lucifer Got me buck wild and I think I'm influenced 05/01/1992 far from a COWard boy buck like a BULL Memphis my city Black haven the illest We known for then killings They say that we're cruel Saturday night we be pimpin on Beale St Plenty freak hoes for niggas to pull Drippin no droppin Strap tight with that glocky These hoes on my dick cause I'm clean as a deacon Back in the day hoe you know you wouldn't talk to me Watch I walk pass ya no I'm not speaking Not trying to compare myself into Jesus God got me walking this earth for a reason Duke Deuce he cool till he turn to a demon See that they dead but why you keep squeezing Steady dropping nukes Lord what they gone do When I take the game over for the twenty deuce deuce Pull up in a coop no roof with my troops Fuck niggas gone poof cause they know they gone shoot Still riden clean getting neck like a crew While you fuck niggas hating with your lame ass crew Made Men Mafia Ain't no blocking us Say fuck us it's been fuck you bitch! From Letras Mania