Mr. Magic - Buck 'Em lyrics

Chorus: Fiend (repeat 2X) f** them n***as, f** them n***as Don't make me have to bust them n***as, bust them n***as My fourtyfive will dust them n***as, dust them n***as Don't make me have to touch them n***as, touch them n***as [Fiend] It's F-I-E, O.G. ready to prove that I'm strong enough Prepared to rip a n***a down if he look at me long enough I'm supposed to be f**ed up with my mental capacity That's why these k**ers and they old ladies be coming after me They won't be no more after me including my body faculity Look at my name, I'm to blame for all these casualties No one as bad as me, I search the galaxy And I'm willing to put up my No Limit royal salary Go ahead make my manner please if the yapping don't decease When I stomp, you ???, get up and catch a breeze I ain't lying I'm horrifying, I'm the bull up in the pit Full of that sh**, and ain't resting till you get your a** whipped Know what I'm sayin Chorus [Magic] Still keeping it real, smoking weed, drinking hennessey Every n***a around me that's why none of you n***as can bother me I'm gettin f**ed up so how many wanna ride with me If you got a blunt get it lighted, come get high with me I like to smoke till my lungs can't take no more Got me ducking and diving like I'm strung out on coke But still one of the most dangerous n***as you ever came across Better co*k my sh** and bust until they label you lost With no remorse, me, Fiend, Big Ed goin be all right We be ???, come to the show and still gettin high Talkin bout where my n***as at and where the b**hes at Where the f** my n***as at, let's get this party started Chorus [Big Ed] Now when I said f** yall n***as, best believe that I meant it For every bullet that hit your dome best believe my gat sent it n***as talk sh** and repent it, cause they know my hollows did sh** I'm back on the streets as a hitman cause my stash is gone I spent it Gotta jack you for your paper, I'm a No Limit terminator Hit you like a gladiator, shake you like an alligator What's up now b**h, when I hit your town get shot or duck down ????? get buck down, two sheds get high no time for showdown Slow down, I got my gat all in your face Don't make me sound this b**h off like I'm about to start a race And leave your head all over the place now that ain't no fun 187, redrum, redrum, cause murder be the outcome Chorus [Fiend] f** them n***as, f** them n***as I said f** them n***as, f** them n***as I said f** them n***as, f** them n***as I said what's up with them n***as, what's up with them n***as f** them n***as, f** them n***as I said f** them n***as, f** them n***as