Black Moon - Ack Like U Want It Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist[Buckshot]Boo-Ya-Kaa, check my foul and my styleNever on the Isle, bucked shots as a juvenileA little freestyle fanatic, I shot the rap addictWith an automatic, now I got staticSee back in the days, I was a stone cold hoodNow I'm a paid hood, still up to no goodWith my crew from the Heights and the IslandStill flippin' niggaz, and we still be buckwildin'I never changed, never rearranged my fanessBuck one time to your chest, through your vestF.A.P. Franklin Avenue Posse, you can't stop me, cause my shits never sloppyI'm always for a pack, a joint, and a burnerFlip a scene, coming from a teen/tin like TurnerTake it from another brother coming from the ghettoOnce I get my five eight, no need for protect soI get paid to rip, step aside I'm a blow youDon't try to shake my hand moneygrip, I don't know youI'm just a hardcore, raw, straight from the aveLeave another question and you might get blast[Chorus - 4X]Ack like you want itAck like you want itWhat! Bring the dramaAck like you want it[5 Ft. Excellerator]I emerged in a rage, catching wreck on stageBlowing up the spot, I leave my name engravedYou frail ass niggaz want a piece of the 5, butYou can't ***** with the nigga that's liveHere catching wreck, with the Buckshot ShortySpark up that L, cause it's time to get naughtyThen he looked at me, as if I was insaneI'm just a real nigga with a lot on my brainThe pressure starts to build, when I grab my steelGiving niggaz the raw deal, with the mad appealThis time around, I flex the tec with easeAnd if you really want it, I give an extra squeezeCause I'll cut out your heart, and leave it pumping in my handSpit on your grave, and let you know who's the manThere's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hideCause, the 5 Ft. Excellerator, is at your every sideOne time for your mother*****ing mind[Chorus][Buckshot]I ran to the boone spot, and shot the dreadHe fished my nickle bag of skunk weed, now he dead butBust lead to the head, never did like a fedRule with the mad tool, fool check what I saidI'm taking you down, I'm breaking you down, I'm realWiz, Tec and Stelle, niggaz, you know the dealI'm for real no joke, so on the gun smokeProvoke, your dusty style, makes me chokeNever bite, but I write, when I grab micsBoot your pretty ***** ass boy, and take flightWith my razor, the infra-red lazer, blaze yaLike cane, I raise your little shorter's bad behaviorNiggaz better know that when I flow, I'm drinkin gin and cinnominAnd when I flaunt it, ACK LIKE YOU WANT IT[Chorus][5 Ft. Excellerator]From the town where niggaz always get bucked downKicked in the door, keep my finger on the poundWord is around, that you're looking for the 5Surprise, real niggaz always surviveDon't be amazed, I'm alive from the flamesNo need to scream now your calling out my nameYou little ***** ass nigga, you tried to take my lifeNow I'm taking all you own, plus I'm *****ing your wifeAfter that my man's, gonna hit your only daughterAnd leave her body floating in some bloddy bath waterJust like a snake, sl-sl-slitters on the groundNobody hears me move, even know that I'm aroundYou acting like you want it, now you're gonna have to get itAs I grab you by your throat, feel the heat as I just split it[Chorus]
