Lirik Lagu Bucktown USA - Cocoa Brovaz
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YeahY-YeahOnce againBucktown USA is the place where I restShould I say chill 'cause there ain't no rest for me yetShit, I can't say chill .cause the property's hotGot to get it while the gettin' could be got or get not'Cause of those who cop block, or those who get notSpillin' beans like a cook to them crooked ass copsTo all my G's don't snooze'Cause they crews in blues and whitesComin' to the PJ's lookin' for fightsMr. Officer cool down your temperMe just cool you n'alf to come like no murdererI try to do my thing, and you try to take me inHave me stressed with a bunch of dope fiends in the penThen againThat's the place where you see the same face in thew streetEverybody got to charge the beatOnce againFacin' the magistrate with the screwfaceBounce on the D-A-T-S-T-B, the new case
Chorus:BucktownHome where the grass is greenahAnd all the gods and earths choose a court in MedinaBucktownThe place where I received my rootsGot put on to this lootAnd got my first Tim bootsBucktownSee me in the G-S-T-0-0On the side of the roadGettin' harrassed by po-po'sBucktownHome of my B-C-CAnd everybody that I roll with, the family
Boot Camp's the way of life for a loner like meConstantly holdin' courts in the street with policeLike the sergeant 81st, pretty boy is what they call 'emSaid he was a gun man, duke is kinda brawlicSpeaks with an accent, ????? I would imagineA hot-headed dred known for jumping into actionWe danced a few timesHe got his, I got mineCalled the whole force up to pat us down for the crimeSaid it's all about a quarter and his veins bleed blueYour man Rudey, Juliani fucked it up for youAin't gonna be no dice throwin'Dead that weed blowin'Domestic violence, automatic fire, he ain't jokin'Now you first offenders are gettin' hit like predicatesGoin' through the system just for standin' on the stripGotta keep an open eye when it's time to cop laFrom dirty ass deeds and unmarks ridin' by
(Chorus)
Home of the Originoo Gunn ClappazAnd bank safe crackersPot-pushin hustlers and everyday jackersWhen flauntin' get cautioned if you don't ride with the right crew?????????????????? and bust off when they can front on youI still doSmoke buds with the thugsAbout to face the judgeShow all my niggaz loveI can't knock the hustle, get your cream by all meansDo what you gotta do to live, to feed you and your seeds
Bucktown's everywhere I seeRepresentatives livin' nocturnallyBreak a day on the regularAll night is all right with usAs long as we can get rid of the red we get the betterBut never lose your head, just maintainOnly use the cushion pain to ease your brainNo strainWhen Tek and Steele bangAin't shit changed from birthB-C-C degrees, on to them other planes
(Chorus)Fam
Chorus:BucktownHome where the grass is greenahAnd all the gods and earths choose a court in MedinaBucktownThe place where I received my rootsGot put on to this lootAnd got my first Tim bootsBucktownSee me in the G-S-T-0-0On the side of the roadGettin' harrassed by po-po'sBucktownHome of my B-C-CAnd everybody that I roll with, the family
Boot Camp's the way of life for a loner like meConstantly holdin' courts in the street with policeLike the sergeant 81st, pretty boy is what they call 'emSaid he was a gun man, duke is kinda brawlicSpeaks with an accent, ????? I would imagineA hot-headed dred known for jumping into actionWe danced a few timesHe got his, I got mineCalled the whole force up to pat us down for the crimeSaid it's all about a quarter and his veins bleed blueYour man Rudey, Juliani fucked it up for youAin't gonna be no dice throwin'Dead that weed blowin'Domestic violence, automatic fire, he ain't jokin'Now you first offenders are gettin' hit like predicatesGoin' through the system just for standin' on the stripGotta keep an open eye when it's time to cop laFrom dirty ass deeds and unmarks ridin' by
(Chorus)
Home of the Originoo Gunn ClappazAnd bank safe crackersPot-pushin hustlers and everyday jackersWhen flauntin' get cautioned if you don't ride with the right crew?????????????????? and bust off when they can front on youI still doSmoke buds with the thugsAbout to face the judgeShow all my niggaz loveI can't knock the hustle, get your cream by all meansDo what you gotta do to live, to feed you and your seeds
Bucktown's everywhere I seeRepresentatives livin' nocturnallyBreak a day on the regularAll night is all right with usAs long as we can get rid of the red we get the betterBut never lose your head, just maintainOnly use the cushion pain to ease your brainNo strainWhen Tek and Steele bangAin't shit changed from birthB-C-C degrees, on to them other planes
(Chorus)Fam
