The Dugout Lyrics
| Song | The Dugout |
| Artist | Boot Camp Clik |
| Album | For the People |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Brown, Powell | |
| *beep* | |
| 'ello, i would like to meet | |
| Some people from da bootcamp | |
| Like top dawg, louieville, yaknahmsayin? | |
| .. | |
| Whattup all you at boot camp, y'know? | |
| Knowhati'msayin? | |
| Yo i just got them new o.g.c. and whatnot | |
| It's madd, crazy bangin kid | |
| Yo uhh i just, givin y'all a call | |
| To tell y'all how dope all y'all are | |
| You like, one of my favorite groups | |
| The whole boot camp clik is like | |
| Ya know, just da bomb, y'know? | |
| .. | |
| [louieville] | |
| Is there a caller out there? "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga" | |
| Speak | |
| [1-900-bootcamp] | |
| Thanks for just makin all this bangin | |
| Music for me to listen to, give me "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga" | |
| Somethin to do y'know? and thanks for | |
| Not bein all commercialized "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga" | |
| [louieville] | |
| Right, thank you very much | |
| Thank you very much | |
| We gonna keep the good shit comin "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga" | |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh | |
| Chorus: buckshot and bootcamp | |
| Louie louie, ohh, ohh "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga" | |
| You gotta let em know | |
| Gotta let em know "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga" | |
| (repeat 2x) | |
| [louieville] | |
| Batter's up! 'ville slugga, clap wit originoo gun wun | |
| Starang wondah, d.o.'s on guard | |
| I hear brothers talk about burners, you know them | |
| Had gat happy, to slap thee 'pon the streets like ?i heat papi? | |
| But peep it, you watch men, get stuffed like stockings | |
| And wishes, true two snatch away his christmas | |
| No hustle, no game, damn shit do change | |
| For instance, let this nigga paint the page | |
| Three men fall, three suffer from withdrawal | |
| Three hit the top, get stuck, but can't move no more | |
| Three rise like your eye of da storm | |
| Cruise above and beyond, brother grab your buns | |
| No fun because it's on | |
| Chorus | |
| "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga", "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga" | |
| "comin for you, so mother-fu-fuckers | |
| Run.. run.. run for cover" | |
| [louieville] | |
| Uh-huh, uh-huh uh-huh | |
| In the outfield playin, here we go, continuation | |
| Street exam on my headz adjacent (gotcha) | |
| Math, science, algebric | |
| All you motherfuckers claimin that it's strictly biz-ness | |
| On your behalf, i'll shape your mass | |
| Single deuce-deuce you call boots there'll be no tails/tales | |
| Just beginning, to leave all thy foes trembling | |
| Remem-bring, that ain't a damn giving | |
| To this clik, so, fucks best get off it | |
| Wasting airtime with rhymes about garments | |
| You dead, there'll be no war be nuff said | |
| Jet, baby bro you gwan have to break a leg | |
| You can't see, weak-ass close as you stand | |
| That's the type of shit that make you niggaz say, "damn!" | |
| Think, with your 3-d, ready to broke in species? | |
| I feed you fools your own feces | |
| The battle, originoo gunn clap two hack fools | |
| My motherfuckin crew will not have you | |
| I drop lines to entice minds | |
| But then recite mines when given the right time | |
| I put the mood in your groove, you be like | |
| 'oooh he's smooth i like that dude,' correction -- | |
| No disrespectin the god that's why your heads bob | |
| In the dick lick motion, i move these here waves | |
| Way back into the ocean, huss bust it off like that | |
| To the originoo gunn two clap | |
| Chorus | |
| [louieville] | |
| Who wanna dose of this, you'll be our guests left motionless | |
| Para', i see you shakin in your shadow | |
| You caught up, from our come up, lookin dumb-faceted | |
| Goin for the gold, cause here, it ain't just playin | |
| Chorus (substitute "so motherfuckers run for cover" for scratches) | |
| "so motherfuckers run for cover" *cut and scratch to fade* |
| zuo ci : Brown, Powell | |
| beep | |
| ' ello, i would like to meet | |
| Some people from da bootcamp | |
| Like top dawg, louieville, yaknahmsayin? | |
| .. | |
| Whattup all you at boot camp, y' know? | |
| Knowhati' msayin? | |
| Yo i just got them new o. g. c. and whatnot | |
| It' s madd, crazy bangin kid | |
| Yo uhh i just, givin y' all a call | |
| To tell y' all how dope all y' all are | |
| You like, one of my favorite groups | |
| The whole boot camp clik is like | |
| Ya know, just da bomb, y' know? | |
| .. | |
| louieville | |
| Is there a caller out there? " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| Speak | |
| [1-900-bootcamp] | |
| Thanks for just makin all this bangin | |
| Music for me to listen to, give me " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| Somethin to do y' know? and thanks for | |
| Not bein all commercialized " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| louieville | |
| Right, thank you very much | |
| Thank you very much | |
| We gonna keep the good shit comin " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| Uhhuh, uhhuh | |
| Chorus: buckshot and bootcamp | |
| Louie louie, ohh, ohh " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| You gotta let em know | |
| Gotta let em know " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| repeat 2x | |
| louieville | |
| Batter' s up! ' ville slugga, clap wit originoo gun wun | |
| Starang wondah, d. o.' s on guard | |
| I hear brothers talk about burners, you know them | |
| Had gat happy, to slap thee ' pon the streets like ? i heat papi? | |
| But peep it, you watch men, get stuffed like stockings | |
| And wishes, true two snatch away his christmas | |
| No hustle, no game, damn shit do change | |
| For instance, let this nigga paint the page | |
| Three men fall, three suffer from withdrawal | |
| Three hit the top, get stuck, but can' t move no more | |
| Three rise like your eye of da storm | |
| Cruise above and beyond, brother grab your buns | |
| No fun because it' s on | |
| Chorus | |
| " lou, ieville slugga", " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| " comin for you, so motherfufuckers | |
| Run.. run.. run for cover" | |
| louieville | |
| Uhhuh, uhhuh uhhuh | |
| In the outfield playin, here we go, continuation | |
| Street exam on my headz adjacent gotcha | |
| Math, science, algebric | |
| All you motherfuckers claimin that it' s strictly bizness | |
| On your behalf, i' ll shape your mass | |
| Single deucedeuce you call boots there' ll be no tails tales | |
| Just beginning, to leave all thy foes trembling | |
| Remembring, that ain' t a damn giving | |
| To this clik, so, fucks best get off it | |
| Wasting airtime with rhymes about garments | |
| You dead, there' ll be no war be nuff said | |
| Jet, baby bro you gwan have to break a leg | |
| You can' t see, weakass close as you stand | |
| That' s the type of shit that make you niggaz say, " damn!" | |
| Think, with your 3d, ready to broke in species? | |
| I feed you fools your own feces | |
| The battle, originoo gunn clap two hack fools | |
| My motherfuckin crew will not have you | |
| I drop lines to entice minds | |
| But then recite mines when given the right time | |
| I put the mood in your groove, you be like | |
| ' oooh he' s smooth i like that dude,' correction | |
| No disrespectin the god that' s why your heads bob | |
| In the dick lick motion, i move these here waves | |
| Way back into the ocean, huss bust it off like that | |
| To the originoo gunn two clap | |
| Chorus | |
| louieville | |
| Who wanna dose of this, you' ll be our guests left motionless | |
| Para', i see you shakin in your shadow | |
| You caught up, from our come up, lookin dumbfaceted | |
| Goin for the gold, cause here, it ain' t just playin | |
| Chorus substitute " so motherfuckers run for cover" for scratches | |
| " so motherfuckers run for cover" cut and scratch to fade |
| zuò cí : Brown, Powell | |
| beep | |
| ' ello, i would like to meet | |
| Some people from da bootcamp | |
| Like top dawg, louieville, yaknahmsayin? | |
| .. | |
| Whattup all you at boot camp, y' know? | |
| Knowhati' msayin? | |
| Yo i just got them new o. g. c. and whatnot | |
| It' s madd, crazy bangin kid | |
| Yo uhh i just, givin y' all a call | |
| To tell y' all how dope all y' all are | |
| You like, one of my favorite groups | |
| The whole boot camp clik is like | |
| Ya know, just da bomb, y' know? | |
| .. | |
| louieville | |
| Is there a caller out there? " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| Speak | |
| [1-900-bootcamp] | |
| Thanks for just makin all this bangin | |
| Music for me to listen to, give me " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| Somethin to do y' know? and thanks for | |
| Not bein all commercialized " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| louieville | |
| Right, thank you very much | |
| Thank you very much | |
| We gonna keep the good shit comin " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| Uhhuh, uhhuh | |
| Chorus: buckshot and bootcamp | |
| Louie louie, ohh, ohh " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| You gotta let em know | |
| Gotta let em know " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| repeat 2x | |
| louieville | |
| Batter' s up! ' ville slugga, clap wit originoo gun wun | |
| Starang wondah, d. o.' s on guard | |
| I hear brothers talk about burners, you know them | |
| Had gat happy, to slap thee ' pon the streets like ? i heat papi? | |
| But peep it, you watch men, get stuffed like stockings | |
| And wishes, true two snatch away his christmas | |
| No hustle, no game, damn shit do change | |
| For instance, let this nigga paint the page | |
| Three men fall, three suffer from withdrawal | |
| Three hit the top, get stuck, but can' t move no more | |
| Three rise like your eye of da storm | |
| Cruise above and beyond, brother grab your buns | |
| No fun because it' s on | |
| Chorus | |
| " lou, ieville slugga", " lou, ieville slugga" | |
| " comin for you, so motherfufuckers | |
| Run.. run.. run for cover" | |
| louieville | |
| Uhhuh, uhhuh uhhuh | |
| In the outfield playin, here we go, continuation | |
| Street exam on my headz adjacent gotcha | |
| Math, science, algebric | |
| All you motherfuckers claimin that it' s strictly bizness | |
| On your behalf, i' ll shape your mass | |
| Single deucedeuce you call boots there' ll be no tails tales | |
| Just beginning, to leave all thy foes trembling | |
| Remembring, that ain' t a damn giving | |
| To this clik, so, fucks best get off it | |
| Wasting airtime with rhymes about garments | |
| You dead, there' ll be no war be nuff said | |
| Jet, baby bro you gwan have to break a leg | |
| You can' t see, weakass close as you stand | |
| That' s the type of shit that make you niggaz say, " damn!" | |
| Think, with your 3d, ready to broke in species? | |
| I feed you fools your own feces | |
| The battle, originoo gunn clap two hack fools | |
| My motherfuckin crew will not have you | |
| I drop lines to entice minds | |
| But then recite mines when given the right time | |
| I put the mood in your groove, you be like | |
| ' oooh he' s smooth i like that dude,' correction | |
| No disrespectin the god that' s why your heads bob | |
| In the dick lick motion, i move these here waves | |
| Way back into the ocean, huss bust it off like that | |
| To the originoo gunn two clap | |
| Chorus | |
| louieville | |
| Who wanna dose of this, you' ll be our guests left motionless | |
| Para', i see you shakin in your shadow | |
| You caught up, from our come up, lookin dumbfaceted | |
| Goin for the gold, cause here, it ain' t just playin | |
| Chorus substitute " so motherfuckers run for cover" for scratches | |
| " so motherfuckers run for cover" cut and scratch to fade |
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