Song | And So |
Artist | Boot Camp Clik |
Album | The Chosen Few |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Blake, Price, Small, Williams ... | |
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 |
zuo ci : Blake, Price, Small, Williams ... | |
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 fourfifth 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 BOOT CAMP | |
Cause I' m Top DOG 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 |
zuò cí : Blake, Price, Small, Williams ... | |
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 fourfifth 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 BOOT CAMP | |
Cause I' m Top DOG 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 |