Boot Camp Clik - And So lyrics

rate me

It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit

[Tek]

I do what I do like I do for the hood

Pop tools pop jewels burn backwoods

Slay dj's who think they untouchable

Renegade never been afraid MC's get it too

The moral of the story is this

I used to say get off but this time

Suck my dick!

I'm from BK home of Big and Aaliyah

Watch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya

[Sean Price]

I guess I'm back where I started

Open up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded

I hate the life that I'm livin I need it

Don't believe me ask my wife and my children

See I'm back on the street packin the heat

Royalty checks equal to crack in the street

Niggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat

I'm aight I'll be back week listen

From day one I had bad start

To eat moms stole meat out the path mart

I ain't playin I went from the prey to the street

To blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street

Did a couple of months and came home

Thought about what I did

Did the same shit I ain't come back home

Niggaz like "why you done that homes?"

"I don't know,(shit..fuck)..I don't know"

[Buckshot]

The saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues

Buck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main

topic

Whats up with boot camp clik son?

They ain't knockin they ain't hot in

Ain't droppin the now topics

But listen nigga this is how I pop shit

I don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks

Every line leave ya blind when the mind get lost

Rhymes are enforced with action

Cause everybody looking like

Is they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?

Nigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen

Never change the fact that I did back then

[Steele]

Way before this all began

Back when I wasn't rappin

I was scrappin for ends

Stop crime started rhymin

Knapsack and my tims

Chart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs

There's a thin between what I rep and I live

When you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid

Don't let it get to the gun clappin and shit

Plastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig

I, make it so you won't get back to ya crib

Break ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again

Take a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again

Take the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin

My dudes destine to win

Fuck ya thoughts

Wanna brawl dog my team the sports

And so ya thinking I'm "The One" like Jet Li

Test me Steele will leave you resting

[Top Dog]

I can't take this

Blood boiling pressure rising

Open my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys

And so you ask about the god DO

I'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch

You think not I'm respected and feared around here

And so I must prepared around here

You know everything that glitters ain't gold

You ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know

That's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow

Windows low

I was taught by the best to do the one

And gain control of this game

And be sold not told And So

I'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P

Cause I'm Top D-O-G number 3

You know from the O.G.C.

That blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's

We OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's

[Buckshot]

Fuck everything you been told

Shit like Buck ain't never went gold

He never have a platinum hit

He on that underground backpack rappin shit

[Tek]

If you for real than you know the deal

[Steele]

I do or I die and I never ran never will

[Sean Price]

And Sooo you still peepin my words

Words that get niggaz locked up in 73rd

[Top Dog]

You forgot who we are?

Have you lost all your respect for my