Mystikal - Out That Boot Camp Clicc текст песни

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