Juicy J Who Da Buckest Lyrics

Who Da Buckest Lyrics

feat. Frayser Boy, LaChat, Project Pat
[Juicy J]
The Gangsta Desciples and the Vice Lords have teamed up
We gonna f**k the motherf**kin clubs up
The f**kin Liquids, know what I'm sayin
The D and D the spot, GD's! VL's!

[Chorus: Project Pat]
Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here
My niggaz, my hood, so you cowards betta fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
man you hoes don't wanna clown, man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down (X2)

[Juicy J]
The first nigga wanna step
Gonna meet his death
First I hit the nigga wit a right, then I swing a left
Kept on dropping B's after B's till I'm out of breath
Then I took a knife and cut the fool til he bloody wet
Boy you gon respect
Real playaz when it comes to that
Knowin this ain't slavery but nigga we gon hang your neck
How you gonna diss the check writer, hoe I am a threat
Shoot at your bit*h as* like the killa know you scared of that, scared of that
Bring it on nigga to this motherf**kin M-Town
Click click boom then you feel your body fall down
Don't be trippin wit these Hyde Park gangstas
Robbers, killaz, dope boyz, rapists
Gangsta Fred, Heavy C, workin with that maintenance
Cut you up, wrap you up, leave ya as* stankin
Pimp slap ya ass, momma boy, fell the rugar
So f**kin sweet, I should probably call you sugar

[Chorus: Project Pat]
Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here
My niggaz, my hood, so you cowards betta fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
man you hoes don't wanna clown, man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down (X2)

[LaChat]
Now when I fall up in the club, I be yellin, smack a bit*h
Steady mobbin wit a mug
Yeah this thug
Startin shit
Nigga what bit*h, what?
Get the f**k up out my way
Throwin bows, pushin hoes
Lettin you know I'm in the place
It's whateva, get it done
Hope you cowards, got a gun
I'm a ride until I die
Makin bit*hes out here run
You can run if you wanna
Where you run is where you die
 
I'm a break me off a prada stick your as* in the eye
It's Chat, you got beef
All this animosity
Look here mane, I'm a aim
Shoot that thang
For playin me
You a killa
Bit*h nigga
Never have you pulled a trigger
You got hoe off in your blood
When it rain, hoe you shiver
Have you ever seen a bit*h come through the door and take the floor
Gangsta walkin, representin, cuz a mack ain't goin hoe
Breakin laws, f**k the law
Keep them bit*hes out my business
I'm a shut this junt down, everybody gonna witness, bit*h

[Chorus: Project Pat]
Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here
My niggaz, my hood, so you cowards betta fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
man you hoes don't wanna clown, man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down (X2)

[Frayser Boy]
What ya cowards wanna do, don't give a f**k bout what ya sayin
Pull a pistol on ya in a minute wit no delayin
Frayser Boy, I'm comin through
Nigga who the f**k is you?
Got yo nuts all pumped up, I'll whip yo as* til ya blue
Throwin that Bay up in the air
Nigga I don't f**kin care
Niggaz practice lookin hard, but ain't gon do sh*t but stare
Mean muggin in the club and
Bout to get yo as* drug and
I don't hide behind my words, I'll beat yo as* down in public
I'm the realest of the real
Betta ask yo f**kin peeps
Knock a patch up out ya head and stomp yo as* till ya sleep
Man this liqour got me geeked
You won't see another wink
I was in here tryna chill, now ya got me bringin heat
Take your as* up off ya feet
Leave yo body with a leak
Ring the bell, school's in, here's the lesson I'm gon teach
Better step away from reach
Ass whoopin you gon see
Have yo as* like decepticons hollarin retreat

[Chorus: Project Pat]
Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here
My niggaz, my hood, so you cowards betta fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
man you hoes don't wanna clown, man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down (X2)