Out That Boot Camp Clicc

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Chorus: mystikal Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc I got my rifle and my rocks see. (2x) Mystikal...... Left, your left Left, your left, dress it right Left your left, cover down soldier Mark time march Company! (left!) Atten---hut! [mystikal] Its strictly representation of the boot camp clicc Got to find, got you runnin that train! The m-16 a2 the nine millimeter beretta aim! You better be dressed for wet weather soldier I get cold as north dakota Ima do whatever whenever to run yo muthafuckin ass back to the border! Rock and roll ya I control ya I can hold ya lock and load Thirty round clip, flesh gon rip Aint shit a tourniquet can fix, the booby trap tripped I drop ps and 203s on you mcs Ranked and hit the rooms, stand back heave! In danger, but in the ranger I drank king cobras Out my canteen and smoked optimos In the ashtray, violent, move silent Five meter hittin single file counter You in my sights you gonna die You on it tight keep yo head down, eyes right All you dying on the battlefied strictly for survival (I hope you got your Bible) bitch!!! I got my rifle!!!!!!!!!!! Chorus [black menace] I hope you know nobody can take me Handle my business Im in this the winter You fuck the menace and you will be tasting my tennis And when I get finished you be needing a dentist Im ready to end this niggas defenseless when I be laying that shit down Hold up, where the fuck you going? nah nigga dont quit now Reachin up under your shirt like you got a strap but you aint using shit! Fuck bringin out guns ima start drowning niggas Like susan smith cause youz the bitch making me believe You other than a bitchcock its drama time and Im playin The role of a black alfred hitchcock B double o-t c-a-m-p better be known Where the best lay now what the fuck that camp like (its for life ess-say) I got my glock locked the fuck down And Im still gonna be pullin a plug Much love to my niggas thats full off the buzz I say what up cuz I buzzed off the suds partna I does what I want to You tink your pretty c-a-t smart dont you That first steps a loo-loo and Im too through So chill bailin straight from the five-oh-four So slow your roll and recognize the real Chorus [mystikal and black menace] Its a runway from home cant escape the killin Feel ready to peel casket feel for real Twistin the night away aks the weapon Step into the darkness this nigga be heartless With the still feel me as I duck your guts upon a corner Down for the funk smell the aroma death Im on ya Erase your blood stains ghetto train like a pit Survival kit marks the beast nigga triple six Minus one up out the chamber, endangered species Be me when Im in anger rearrange your structure Bustin at you bustas usa to russia Fuck you never trusta bitch Im out that boot camp! Chorus Mystikal: Company (left!) grrrrrrrr....hoooooooooo!!! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! hee! (forward!!) (mystikal....) Forward....march!!!!! (move left!!) Left..... go left Left..... go left Left..... go left Left..... go left Left, left inch left Go left right just right Go left, left double it down go left right left Left, left, left, left, left Black menace: Big rob been chillin Black menace aaaaahh aaaaahh aaaaahh heeeee

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