Check how I kick it, when I was wicked, around the way
Hold my Tec, cuz my n***** pump by day
Drugs and thieves hit the eve of the night
n***** who fake real, come on a real flight
Six feet deep in the creep
Mic technique got a n**** locked down for a week
Word is bond, s*** is on like this
Gotta move, cuz I'm on a n**** hitlist
You know the kid with the rock from up the block
Hit him up with the glock now his pops on my rooftop
Ridiculous to think you're hittin me
You're not hittin me you're gettin me upset with the threat
But I'm a little n**** from the heart of Bucktown
My stomping ground is Brooklyn bound
f*** what you heard, it's about what you hit
And if that's your girl, then your b**** ain't s***
f***** all my n***** cuz they know Black Moon
s*** iz real yo, pass that boom
Never parlay without a L
Inhale the first hit for all my n***** locked in jail
Then go for dolo on a coup, laundry
Shoot the wack in the back and I'm aight all day
It's hot, s*** is on ask the cops
Tell the dreadlock that I rule the block
Ease back, nuff man ah die like that
Eyah p**** all de X-amount of shot in your back
Word to my hardrocks on Franklin Ave
Feel the bloodbath of the aftermath
The wrath of Duck Down, Bucktown is real
Word to my n**** Five Ft on the steel
on a n**** who faked the jack, yo lift it back
f*** where you're from, it's about where you're at
Where your gat? Whenever you in Bucktown
s*** iz real, all you hear is the sound
I'm real, s*** iz real, f*** the raw deal
Pick up the b**** in the back by the field
on the word, s*** is heard in two-third
Pump herb to my n***** from a nickel bag of absurd
On-The-Real is locked down, what?
Beast can't step one foot in Bucktown
Mr. Ripper hit your back up with holes
All my n***** on G mad lows knows
all about the breaker of the cash
n**** nasty-a**, hittin all on my Bill Blass
I got a vibe in site, hmmm
Maybe cuz I had to get it on last night
With a n**** from up the block, who walked the rock
Drill him, but in another game I'ma head swell him
And when it comes to loading clips
n***** talk s*** get hit with the Tec at the hip
Straight from Bucktown, U.S.A.
All my n***** must represent eryday
on the steel, s*** iz real word to Feel
s*** iz real, yo s*** is mad real
Hold my Tec, cuz my n***** pump by day
Drugs and thieves hit the eve of the night
n***** who fake real, come on a real flight
Six feet deep in the creep
Mic technique got a n**** locked down for a week
Word is bond, s*** is on like this
Gotta move, cuz I'm on a n**** hitlist
You know the kid with the rock from up the block
Hit him up with the glock now his pops on my rooftop
Ridiculous to think you're hittin me
You're not hittin me you're gettin me upset with the threat
But I'm a little n**** from the heart of Bucktown
My stomping ground is Brooklyn bound
f*** what you heard, it's about what you hit
And if that's your girl, then your b**** ain't s***
f***** all my n***** cuz they know Black Moon
s*** iz real yo, pass that boom
Never parlay without a L
Inhale the first hit for all my n***** locked in jail
Then go for dolo on a coup, laundry
Shoot the wack in the back and I'm aight all day
It's hot, s*** is on ask the cops
Tell the dreadlock that I rule the block
Ease back, nuff man ah die like that
Eyah p**** all de X-amount of shot in your back
Word to my hardrocks on Franklin Ave
Feel the bloodbath of the aftermath
The wrath of Duck Down, Bucktown is real
Word to my n**** Five Ft on the steel
on a n**** who faked the jack, yo lift it back
f*** where you're from, it's about where you're at
Where your gat? Whenever you in Bucktown
s*** iz real, all you hear is the sound
I'm real, s*** iz real, f*** the raw deal
Pick up the b**** in the back by the field
on the word, s*** is heard in two-third
Pump herb to my n***** from a nickel bag of absurd
On-The-Real is locked down, what?
Beast can't step one foot in Bucktown
Mr. Ripper hit your back up with holes
All my n***** on G mad lows knows
all about the breaker of the cash
n**** nasty-a**, hittin all on my Bill Blass
I got a vibe in site, hmmm
Maybe cuz I had to get it on last night
With a n**** from up the block, who walked the rock
Drill him, but in another game I'ma head swell him
And when it comes to loading clips
n***** talk s*** get hit with the Tec at the hip
Straight from Bucktown, U.S.A.
All my n***** must represent eryday
on the steel, s*** iz real word to Feel
s*** iz real, yo s*** is mad real