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Buck O Nine Alot In My Head

my shoulders getting seriously heavy And now my patience has died I got a lot on my head Got a lot on my head Got a lot on my head I'm wondering will

in a coffin before they get me man Krayzie, loco, insane, bang bang Runnin' with the pump pump, no bluffin' We buck Nigga better realize still claim Nineteen nine nine the nine nine

a whore wanna hear I just, fuck em', buck em' wit the lights on let her know it's nuthin, crush em' wit my nikes on Bout to get my flight on, charter

t no squeelas, alot of dopes dealers Bang diggy dang dang dogg pound gangsta crip gang Yeah we do the damn thang Home of coroners, scoop, buck, cocaine Head

no squeelas, alot of dopes dealers Bang diggy dang dang dogg pound gangsta crip gang Yeah we do the damn thang Home of coroners, scoop, buck, cocaine Head