paroles de chanson Get Bucked - KRL

KRL - Get Bucked

Get bucked for you chop all that pranking ahh
Ain't even got no rank yeah we breaking the law
Free baby boi this game ain't soft or quaint
These streets get hot yeah they ain't for saints

Flat back on 308 tryna leave you thinking
Every move we make got the opposition sinking
Box him in tight nah we ain't got to chase
Out here it's survival you better keep pace

Box him in no need to chase him down
Three fins deep five gens in town
Drakes on deck till he hits the ground
Flip the script now his world spun around

He fronted hard
But he wasn't the one
Thought he was tough
Now he's done
Ain't no passes
I'm holding my ground
Echoes of fire
No safe sound

Fn and drake
They both sing loud
Passed the sun
Through the darkened shroud
A cold world
No mercy to lend
Hunt season's here
It'll never end

They tried to front but the mask was weak
Eyes don't lie and the talk ain't sleek
Streets don't sleep when the wolves arise
Every move you make is under watchful eyes