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Chapter One
Doza The Drum Dealer & Mo Buks
3Underground Rap2026
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Chapter One foi lançado em 29 de maio de 2026 por Dozito's way Llc como parte do álbum Bang 4 Ur Buks - EP
ÁlbumBang 4 Ur Buks - EP
Released29 de maio de 2026
EditoraDozito's way Llc
IdiomaEnglish
BPM87
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DESCRIÇÃO GERAL

LETRA

Letra

You have been a thief, drug dealer and a hustler
And the world is still full of temptation
When God spoke to the devil about how faithful Job was
The devil argued that it was only God's
Protective hedge around him that kept him pure
You can't heal from what you don't reveal
Everybody's real when they holding a piece of steel
Put 'em behind the wall, not many gon' stand tall
Either you crawl or brawl, keep pushing, don't stall
Before getting back on your feet is a small task
He who deserves never should ask for nothing
Just keep your head up
'Cause I been working bum jobs with dumb
Snobs just so I could keep my bread up
But now I'm here in the flesh, you hearing the best
Bars of your life don't compare with the rest
OG of this rap shit
Save the ghetto by waving metal, they call me Bucks the Blacksmith
The black fist, the black sheep of the black fam
Five on the black hand side or the backhand
No sense in tagging your clout or bragging about
Commence to ragging you out and dragging you out
The establishment, it's embarrassing
See me, I need more so we can be more
Just hilarious, and that's word to my nephew Darius
Carry a small black bag with a black mag and clap fast
We surpass a lot of popular artists
What we drop is the hardest
Y'all **** been afraid, served on a dinner plate
No reason pass, I ain't running 'cause my knees are bad
Put me in the front seat with him, bet I beat his ass
And I'ma say this one time, I hope y'all hear this
I got zero tolerance for the weird shit
We spare clips each and every time we hear shit
Spoken about us, this game is hopeless without us
And they ain't hoping to drown us
Cowards, they won't allow us to do what we gotta do
Gradually, actually make casualties out of radio personalities
Either they faking or can't see the big picture
Just know Bucks coming to get ya
Pow, take this with ya
Why the whole city struggling with violence?
Bitch **** tryna muzzle our talent
This shit is childish
Tired of dealing with nonsense from haters
Look around, every bitch now's a content creator
Petty excuse to shake your ass for the 'Gram
Shit is wack, now shake your ass for your man
Ain't no disturbing my words when I'm venting
Old gangsters with podcasts, **** try snitching
Did I mention this young generation different?
Straight stupid, pull up on me, I'm straight shooting
Then go home, sit in my chair, sipping a beer
Watch the five o'clock news, mom shedding a tear
"My baby ain't hurt nobody"
But you still got smoked at Van Vace party
Sorry, but y'all still not listening
These little hoppers need proper guidance, a lot of discipline
Lil Ray Ray wanna be a thug
Honestly, show him a little love, he need a hug
And y'all still not listening
Where's all the strong male figures at home? These boys are feminine
And the studs wanna be tougher than us
Can't even find a pack of boxers, they bought 'em all up
Trust, not tryna be misogynist or homophobic
Dismiss me, y'all pissing me off with the heroics
What y'all don't know is
We got this game in the clutch, don't blame it on us
Just bank for your bucks
Just bank for your bucks
Just bank for your bucks
Just bank for your bucks
Just bank for your bucks
Just bank for your bucks
Just bank for your bucks
Just bank for your bucks
Bucks, bucks, bucks, bucks, bucks, bucks, bucks, bucks
Written by: ERNEST HOLMAN, Orlando Charriez Jr

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