Bucket - Madden 95 (feat. Cha$e) Lyrics

I got a lotta mf throwed how a nigga do it
I'm the truth can't come near the pure bullshit i ain't for it
John Madden make a play
Yea John Madden make a play
Acting hella strange I think niggas changed
I'm a better man since I felt that pain we don't see the same
Niggas vision lame vision 20/20 scope got better aim f*ck you what you niggas think
I got a lotta mf throwed how a nigga do it
I'm the truth can't come near the pure bullshit
I ain't for it John Madden make a play
Yea John Madden make a play

9 Five sega blew the cartridges 40 eat ya face move the cartilage
Hit koddoni wit the Kay wasn't no argument out the back yard broadday call it in
I was a ruler grandma say Jerusalem I run wit the goonies and hooligans
When they gon shoot again neighbors keep moving in they want us all in them measurements
It's crazy how cells and the graves are a mirror here
This shit go around like a ceiling fan Venomous viral
I fear for the title got hope where it's less for many men
They shot atari in mini vans
I got some stories I can't pretend
Get took for that burner no co defense
Slide in ya sternum and turn the shit
Blood dripping here no tourniquet blood sport gore is a tournament
Niggas piss poor gotta earn shit struggle make more niggaz learn shit
How to stretch that flip this pose wit a pack you a misfit
Foes at ya back wit the hit stick cold in the trap they relentless Trynna
Put a end to yo sentence period we rose from the trenches
They was inferior we tighten our barrier I see the holes in the fences
Aint blinded by the gold cuz we been rich
Thats why I'm on my toes when suspense hit
For any who oppose get ya shit ripped you coming at the world and who invented it...

Acting hella strange I think Niggas changed I'm a better man since
I felt that pain we don't see the same niggas vision lame vision
20/20 scope got better aim f*ck you what you niggas think
I got a lotta mf throwed how a nigga do it
I'm the truth can't come near the pure bullshit
I ain't for it John Madden make a play
Yea John Madden make a play

Im Flyer like shit on yo windshield
Might dunk ya bitch no windmills
U just a clip but I been reel
U might be cold but I been ill
I don't pop pills u niggas is feins
Sleeping on me? guess they was on lean
I bleed a beat like a punch to the spleen
I get the bag then I'm back on scene
She see the royalty just from stance
Her nigga tripping girl please get ya mans
Facts
She wanna meet in flats
We ran it up all in Saks
Try me get laid like a mat
She wanna f*ck in the back of the back
Say She in love with the tatts
Stay in pursuit of the racks
We do the shit to the max
Ion pour up I just show up
Scoop a hoe up bet she know us
Oh u winnin where tho
U a lame u a goofy and a weirdo
You ain't moving shit scarecrow
Acting like u bout it but u scared tho
Madden wit the pack bet it touchdown
Metro wit the wrist that's a bust down
Usted to talk down but we up now
Disrepect the gang and get rundown
My lil pump or my uzi leave u vert
That heater turn u to a hot boy no turk