Artist: Buc Fifty Album: Battle Axe Warriors (Compilation) Song: Puttin' Check Down Typed by: hknight@geocities.com No, oh God no, what have you done? For every action there's an equal or greater reaction Shit happens for the hearing impaired in closed-yacking If I can't get no motherfucking satisfaction We don't snatch kids, here we go nicknapping Tell ya in plain English, not in Pig Latin My enemies just straight lucky I been rappin But even when I get rich I'm still gon' trap men Addicted to the thrill of the hunt and big action I don't bungee jump or skydive to get a rush Tying punks up, lumpin' em up is fun enough These are ghetto extreme sports to us Stayin' combo and buy 5-0 with guns tucked Daily, testin' my nuts fuckin' with Lady Luck Beat a nigga to the punch and I stomp him in the slush Sip beer and smoke blunts, put humps in dump trucks Went to school with the garbageman and keeps it on the hush For a few thousand bucks, we ghetto fabulous Chorus (4x): Puttin' check down Step down, or let's get down And then we burn down the next town I'm a loose cannon That mean I bust without planning Harry Zorannon, keeps all business handlin' It's a lot of money in the streets I got my hands in Take food out my kid mouth, nigga, you gambling With your life against niggas used to scrambling Doin' dirt, puttin' in work, distributin' hurt In wars over turf, slip here, we cling & jerk When I ??murk??, tires chirp, I'm the black Wyatt Earp Lookin' for a reason to let my new heater burst You ain't the first or the last nigga that I made the ??past vision?? Down, for the get-down nigga, how you figga? Not too many fools livin' nice so on the trigga Duckin' me is like not touchin' snow in a blizzard Or a black man blushing, can't happen, no discussion So stop frontin' before I plan your abduction ????????This gas all up in it got drama too deep to debted???????? Fuck credit, you owe me your life and I come to get it Chorus (4x): Puttin' check down Step down, or let's get down And then we burn down the next town I believe I can fly, never die, I ain't gun shy One god to you bitchass niggas hung high Become my victims from tryin' to steal my sunshine Talk shit but when they see me in the flesh, tongue-tied Hypnotized, why actin' all lady-like? Paralyzed by the nightmares I brung to life Put out there like a deer in the metro's headlights My eyes are two scopes with the infrared sights It's natural to ride, we kill to stay alive It's self defense, so I don't call it homocide I'm like a wild animal with the will to survive And yo, even at church I got a gun or a knife Prepare for the holy war, second coming of Christ Step to one of my boys, we all jump in the fight Young, dumb, and full of cum, still stuck in the life Chorus (4x): Puttin' check down Step down, or let's get down And then we burn down the next town