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Knuck If You Buck Lyrics – Crime Mob

Knuck If You Buck Lyrics - Crime Mob

Knuck If You Buck is a song by the hip-hop group Crime Mob, released in 2004 as a single from their self-titled debut album. Start from Atlanta, Georgia, Crime Mob consists of members M.I.G., Cyco Black, Princess, Lil’ Jay, and Diamond. The song is famous for its ambitious, high-energy style, demonstrate the crunk subgenre that was notable in Southern hip-hop throughout the early 2000s.

The trail features production by Lil’ Jay, with its hard-hitting beats and memorable hook swiftly making it a staple in clubs and on urban radio. “Knuck If You Buck” gained popularity for its anthemic standard and was often played at parties and events, becoming synonymous with hype and energy.

Over the years, the song has preserve its relevance, frequently cited as a classic in the crunk genre. It has been sampled and specified by various artists, and its lasting appeal is mirrored in its continued play at sports events and parties. The song’s raw, raw energy and its association with the enthusiastic movement make it a memorable and important piece in the landscape of Southern hip-hop.

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Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck, if you buck, buck, buck
Knuck if you buck
Knuck if you buck
Knu’ knu’ knu’ knu’ knu’ knu’, knuck if you buck boy

Yeah, well I’ma gat totin’ pistol holdin’
Nigga on yo damn street
Stompin’ jumpin’ bumpin’
And we krunck off in this damn thing
Throwin’ dem bows up at deez hoes
They screamin’ they bleedin’ from they nose
But we start to swing we makin’ niggas hit the flo’
Ain’t no game off in this thang
We be deep off yo party
Crime mob niggas gettin started
And we niggas be the hardest
So if a nigga come and run his mouth just like ho
Punch ’em dead up in his nose
And stomp his ass down to the flo’

Yeah we knuckin’ and buckin’ and ready to fight
I betcha I’m’a throw dem thangs
So haters best to think twice
See me I ain’t nothin nice
And crime mob it ain’t no stoppin’
It be like Sadaam Husein, Hitler, and Osama Bin Laden
Now they steady gun poppin’
And I am actin’ a fool
I wish a hater would get crunk up on this crime mob crew
Now enough is enough boy
Rough and stuck boy
Knuck is a must boy
Knuck if buck boy

Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck, if you buck, buck, buck
Knuck if you buck
Knuck if you buck
Knu’ knu’ knu’ knu’ knu’ knu’, knuck if you buck boy

Jumpin off from on the stage
Throwin’dem bows like Johnny Cage
All my niggas startin’ riots
Knockin down the barracade
Everywhere we be to deep
And M.O.B is to elite
The flawless niggas lawless
You be jawless gettin’ close to me
Bullets bussin’ constantly
Ravagin’ yo’ city streets
Broken bones lay alones scattered ‘cross the concrete
Knuckin’ if you buckin’ you’ll be duckin’
If you get too close
In my eyes you wasn’t wise
I think it’s time I knuck you ho

I come in da club
Shakin my dreads, throwin these bows
And bussin these heads
Bitch you irrelevant step to my residence
Besta back up boy I thank you for that
I’ma a Diamond committing no crime
Not leavin a trace not leavin a line
We knuckin and buckin ’cause I got a nine
I blow you away ’cause you wastin my time
Stupid ass niggas y’all know what to do
I wax yo ass you fuck wit’ my crew
I’m through wit you haters so watch what you do
You talkin bout me then I’m talkin’ to you
You buckin on us ’cause we leadin’ yo class
Keep bussin’ on me and that shit gone get nasty
I’m colder than ice and I’m freezing out here
I target yo city but you cannot tell

Knuck if you buck boy
But you betta come equip
I got some shit off in my trunk that’s gonna make yo body flip hollow tips
Bussin off the rip soon as a hit the do’
Anybody make a false move dead bodys on the flo’
Fuckin wit no hoes, ain’t neva been no lames
Ain’t neva’ been no pussy niggas scared to throw them thangs mang
Crime mob niggas off in this bitch
Break Bread Records I represent
Fuckin wit dem HB niggas you bout to get your wig split

Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck boy
Knuck if you buck, if you buck, buck, buck
Knuck if you buck
Knuck if you buck
Knu’ knu’ knu’ knu’ knu’ knu’, knuck if you buck boy

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