Black Moon - Ack Like U Want It

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[Buckshot]
Boo-Ya-Kaa, check my file and my style
 Never on the Isle, Buckshot was a juvenile
A little freestyle fanatic, I shot the rap addict
 With an automatic, now I got static
See back in the days, I was a stone cold hood
 Now I'm a paid hood, still up to no good
 With my crew from the Heights and the Island
 Still flippin' niggas, and we still be buckwildin'
 I never changed, never rearranged my finesse
 Buck one time to your chest, through your vest
F.A.P.: Franklin Avenue Posse
 You can't stop me, cause my shits never sloppy
I'm always on point, I pack, a joint and a burner
Flip a scene, coming from a Teen like Turner
 Take it from another brother coming from the ghetto
 Once I get my five eight, no need for protect so
 I get paid to rip, step aside I'm a blow you
Don't try to shake my hand moneygrip, I don't know you
 I'm just a hardcore, raw, straight from the ave
 Leave another question and you might get blast

 [Hook - 4X]
 Ack like you want it
 Ack like you want it
 What! Bring the drama
 Ack like you want it

 [5 Ft. Excellerator]
 I bursted in a rage, catching wreck on stage
 Blowing up the spot, I leave my name engraved
 You frail ass niggas want a piece of the 5, but
 You can't fuck with the nigga that's live
Here catching wreck, with the Buckshot Shorty
Spark up that L, cause it's time to get naughty
Then he looked at me as if I was insane
 I'm just a real nigga with a lot on my brain
 The pressure starts to build, when I grab the steel
 Giving niggas the raw deal, with the mad appeal
This time around, I flex the tec with ease
 And if you really want it, I give an extra squeeze
 Cause I'll cut out your heart, and leave it pumping in my hand
 Spit on your grave, and let you know who's the man
 There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
 Cause, the 5 Ft. Accelerator, is at your every side
One time for your motherfucking mind...

 [Hook]

 [Buckshot]
I ran to the boom spot, and shot the dread
 He finished my nickel bag of skunk weed, now he dead but
Bust lead to the head, never did like a Fed
Rule with the mad tool, fool check what I said
I'm taking you down, I'm breaking you down, I'm real
 Wiz, Tek and Steele, niggas, you know the deal
I'm for real no joke, so on the gun smoke
 Provoke, your dusty style, makes me choke
Never bite, but I write, when I grab mics
Boot your pretty bitch ass boy, and take flight
 With my razor, the infra-red lazer, blaze ya
 Like cane, I raise your little shortie's bad behavior
 Niggas better know that when I flow, I'm strictly business
 And I'm in there when I flaunt it
 ACK LIKE YOU WANT IT

 [Hook]

 [5 Ft. Excellerator]
 From the town where niggas always get bucked down
 Kicked in the door, keep my finger on the pound
 Word is around, that you're looking for the 5
Surprise, real niggas always survive
 Don't be amazed, I'm alive from the flames
 No need to scream now your calling out my name
You little bitch ass nigga, you tried to take my life
 Now I'm taking all you own, plus I'm fucking your wife
 After that I'll have my man go and hit your only daughter
 And leave her body floating in some bloody bath water
 Hiss like a snake, and s-slither on the ground
 Nobody hears me move,or even know that I'm around
You acting like you want it, now you're gonna have to get it
 As I grab you by your throat, feel the heat as I just split it

 [Hook]