The Illest It Gets

[Intro: Buckshot]
Yeah
Uh...
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah! Back up in the motherfuckin place
Real shit to ya face
You know how we do
We gon' show y'all niggas how we roll in the BK Side
Feel this
Straight like that
Hardcore shit to ya back
My dawg Hi-Tek is on the motherfuckin' boards
And I'm gonn' step back for a minute
And tell y'all motherfuckers who I be
(Assassin)

[Verse 1: Buckshot]
Blaow! Here comes the BDI Thug
Buckshot Shorty with the gat tucked by the rug
It's kinda bugged niggas said I fell off on tracks
You see this dick, you fell off on that, you sell off crack
But that don't mean you pop collars or drop dollars
You could be a spot watcher
Watch your spot or better yet, watch the stain on your shirt
Or Buckshot put ya brain on your shirt, huh
And that's the main reason why I'm here
Buck spit, Hi-Tek beats steez in your ear, huh
You see buck, you see trees in the air
D's in the chair, tied up screaming for air
Little Buck with big bucks
Spend a little on a good dick suck
You can get this nut or that nut, huh
Both for the nut, dough for your gut
Duke, you'd go for the Buck
That means you go for this and go for that (Hmm, hmm)
And got nothing to show for that
Stick with Buck, you won't need coke or crack
I teach you how to rhyme, now you a joke in rap

[Hook: Buckshot]
Why they wanna act up, wanna get smacked up?
Everybody back up, what!
Hit yo' back up, huh
Say somethin'
Every day I lace somethin'
I see they stay frontin'
I'm like, why they wanna act up, wanna get smacked up?
Everybody back up, what!
Hit yo' back up, huh
Say somethin'
Every day I lace somethin'
I see they stay frontin'

[Verse 2]
Yo, I, don't really give a fuck about those, who
Don't give a fuck about me, 'cause
All I wanna do is cock lead, get bread
Live life and get head
Wicked in bed, Shabba Rank no. 1 dick
I'ma give yo' chick till tomorrow
And chop heads off, we see you hollow
Where I'm from, nigga, it's rough
They drink 'til they can't swallow
Beg & borrow, yeah that's the hood motto
But you shouldn't follow shit that don't bring no dough
You just swing low
Huh, and I was taught to aim high
Take over your shit, call it Shanghai
I heard you wanna bang, why?
It must be a reason for that
Them damn videos, gotta be the reason for that
'Cause man listen, in some hoods, you end up missing
Snatched with yo pants down while you pissin'
It's like an intermission, or better more like a song
Cuz I got you listening that long
And all my true fans, I stick by y'all
And all you fake niggas, I lick fire
That's when I melt hot rocks and spit lava
Buck spit saliva on your shoe
And tell you slide off with your crew
And if you rap until you slide off, I'ma boo
And slide off with your boo, 'cause your bitch is mine too
You cop my bootleg and bit this rhyme too
God damn nigga, your kid is mine too
Take shit, yeah, I'm designed to, don't even sweat that
Just when you like lighting up, I leave you jet black

[Hook: Buckshot]
Why they wanna act up, wanna get smacked up?
Everybody back up, what!
Hit yo' back up, huh
Say somethin'
Every day I lace somethin'
I see they stay frontin'
I'm like, why they wanna act up, wanna get smacked up?
Everybody back up, what!
Hit yo' back up, huh
Say somethin'
Every day I lace somethin'
I see they stay frontin'

[Outro: Buckshot]
This that ill shit, the illest it get
You talk shit, but you still on the dick
You can say it flop, but it still gonna hit
As I pop yo' top like this
That ill shit, the illest it get
You talk shit, but you still on the dick
You can say it flop, but it still gonna hit
As I pop yo' top like this