[Intro: KAM]   Aiyyo this is Kam representin' Watts in Compton      [Buckshot Shorty]   Anything can happen   Don't stop, huh, ha, huh, uh, yeah, shit   [Buckshot, Ice-T]   Buckshot, he be the emcee   What, watch your step      [Buckshot Shorty]   Can I hear it for Buckshot? (Buckshot)   Buck's hot, spell it and yell it but the shit don't stop   It be hot, y'all niggas is worthless in the money market   I'm buck you ain't worth shit, nigga what?   Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy   Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth   And one day I see you standin' at a token booth   It was on a hot wet night, I think it was a Saturday   Right after that party that he lead out down the way   Gunshots spread - everyday, all day (fuck!)   D.T.'s rushed the party in 2K   Buck - The Beef be - fled the scene right before the cops   and the Swats came with the triple beam   Uh, shit is real you know how we do when the young niggas peel out   Don't squeal [undecipherable]      [Ice-T]   If you niggas don't know you should know by now   Ice got more game than the law allows   Straight up - the biggest baller in the industry   Went straight from pimpin' hoes on the NBC   Do you feel me? I dealed it, ace off the bottom   Hoe's got 'em, I'm the one you just can't fade   Rolex in the tenth grade, hair was laid   Everything I wore to school baby was tailor made   Shot dice in the bathroom on my knees   I'll roll across the break and break that ass with these   Start hittin' jewel-liks, re-investin' in ki's   Drop the top on the flo', let you feel the breeze      [Buckshot Shorty]   Trees make my eyes bleed I come from an ill breed   Thoroughbred born from a strong seed   Led by a bunch of individuals (Ali)   Uh, criminals to generals - this is like wow!   Look at how my brain ay blew you out the frames   twist of fate cause you say the same shit now   The Local Mobb Grill and let y'all niggas know I'm dead   I'm serious, somebody can get killed   Wait for the fire drill and when you start to smell the smoke   run nigga Buck ain't no joke I'll buck a shot at your zipped up coat   Chop the throat like a blow from Judo, nigga you know      [Ice-T]   Is it new year God? I'm comin' back mad-hard   Movin' harder than a convict with a shack in the yard   New Jacks wanna hear me rap beggin' for freestyle skills   I've served so many rappers I can make a land field fool   You've doubt for a mic dude, the Ice is a jewel   Fuck rules , I got more pool than a mule   Matter of fact, never comprehend the styles I sin   I've been breakin', annihilate fakes and tens   See I'm a nigga from the West Side cheered I peel libs   What prayin' that you do hill when I all ready did   Like your girl gotta admit she was a sexy bitch   But I hit it with the Gin so my nuts don't itch   (Whta, what, what?)      [Buckshot Shorty]   Buck's got ya locked, body drawn like pit bulls   We don't give a fuck if we have to pull, click, shit   Brooklyn niggas is known to rep-resent   Any nigga happened that's why I left   Niggas get strep-throats, throats get strepped   Get your shit taken then your shit is kept   Uh, shit in a step, if not got your back broke   Plus ya jaw tapped, snapped your 'Adams Ap'   It's just a fact that niggas ain't shit   Ain't shit like Egyptians, nigga trippin'   Beenie-eyed, never slippin', I'm grippin' the four-twenty   Motherfuck the bullshit talk - where the money?   Years ago, a friend of me ask me to start up a company   Duck Down's the name, rap music is the aim   Lyrically I bring the pain and lock the game with no padlock and chain   Some said that Buck went bust   But when I came out, I left 'em all in the dust   Look at your sound scam, original brown man   Makin' million everytime I drop a jam      [Ice-T]   Nigga duck, DJ drop the cut, huh   250 niggas throw they sets up   L.A. style, nigga what? (West Side!!)   If you've never seen it before they'll put a knot in your gut   Stand up, check your areas your group, your troops   These gang killers is real plus they, off the loot   Proceedin' to leave a nigga bleedin'   They love to fuck up in a frenzy, let fuckin' sharks feed me   Bitches start screamin' and stampedin'   Thank God it's evening, I didn't leave the burner in the B.M.   Where my nigga Buck, nobody seen him   Probably in the Eye Of The Storm where the ill perform, perform, perform...