Yeah Songtext
von Boot Camp Clik

That′s why your mother work in a sweatshop
Fuck a stink, breath smell like sweatshirt skid mark, nerd
Yo, check it like this, yes sir, Reefers
In the words of my boy, shut the fuck up, you don't think you heard me
PNC boys, right?
Ok, I heard you
I just wanna take a moment to tell you I ain′t
Tellin' you no lies, I'm rappin′ the truth
Alright, listen


It′s the jaw cracker, street rapper, X-factor
Smokin' lighter, girl ass slapper
Track rider, nipple biter, spit the fire
The Coptic hitman for hire
The weight proper, pound copper, dime chopper
Don′t get it twisted, you's a cockblocker
I′m a nigga double darer, nigga I double dare ya
To act like you wanna touch this Louis Vuitton wearer
Me the semi popper, ask L who shot ya
Tell Moe Dee call the doctor
'Cause you in your flick mode, fucktown sicko
Ask my nigga Kiko ′bout Miami strip shows
Real deal, PNC still
True warrior, I'm not Holyfield
In the words of Marvin Gaye, "What's Going On"
Black mask, black glove, B.I.G. love

Yeah, that′s how I like it
High with the hangover, me and my mic get
Might just take a little day off to lay off
Niggas like you that don′t pay off, you fake boss
This ain't a rap, this reality
You sad to see I set up a salary, you mad at me?
Well, Duck Down is the home
Where we put it down for two-thousand-and-on
And anybody gettin′ gully is us
So anybody gettin' money is us, the rest is up
Not really worth the mentionin′
When the last time you heard a rapper with a pension and
Mention him, B-U-C-K
Look on my grill, duke, do you see play?
Nah, I come fully equipped
One rubber, one ki to burn rubber, one rubber grip


Is Boot Camp the best to do it?
Tell me do you love our music?
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Allow my mans to get off in it
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Allow my mans to get off in it
Is Boot Camp the best to do it?
Tell me do you love our music?

Niggas ain't ready for the shit we got, the clique we got
The heat we bust, the beats we rock
The street knock pop, but don′t think S.T. won't pop
For the team if I got, got a mean pump shot (Pump 'em)
Sleep not, me no speak to cops
For not nothin′, not one dime drop
Stop snitchin′, clock digits, clock tickin'
Block sizzlin′, cops sniffin', pop biscuits
Leave not one witness

Niggas be shakin′ like pits when they lock on, I rock on
Calm in these streets or in jail gettin' my Hydrox on
Even though I rock with the red, gettin′ my pop on
I'm a D-E-Z-E-P-T icon
You motherfuckin' right, pa, I fight hard and I like chron′s
It ain′t my fault I don't like y′all, stop actin' like broads
Fold your bitch ass up, you a tripod
We don′t need no cameras for this version of Die Hard
Oh my God, oh my goodness, no, say oh my Rockness
On God, do y'all rock, dammit, all of y′all my kids
All of y'all doin' shit I done did years ago, so
All y′all suck my dick in stereo

Is Boot Camp the best to do it?
Tell me do you love our music?
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Allow my mans to get off in it
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Allow my mans to get off in it
Is Boot Camp the best to do it?
Tell me do you love our music?

You′s a bullshitter, I'm a big dream go-getter
Then I go get her, let the whole crew hit her
Then I send her back room to ya
Where you kissin′ her and eatin' her, niggas finish beatin′ her
You's a jackass, your new name is Steve-O
Ray Ray Ray, niggas don′t believe you?
I take care of niggas I fuck with, but you on the other hand
Uncle Tom ass nigga callin' me your brother man
Damn, you woulda had me if I ain't know no better, man
Believe half of what you see and none of what you hear
In one ear and right out the other
You can′t fool me, a G schooled me
Man, listen, my life is somethin′ like a movie
And you just a mouse tryin' to get a crumb
Get him some, but you ain′t gettin' shit but put back on the strip

Is Boot Camp the best to do it?
Tell me do you love our music?
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Allow my mans to get off in it
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Allow my mans to get off in it
Is Boot Camp the best to do it?
Tell me do you love our music?

Heads ain′t ready for the shit we got
Heads ain't ready, man, I swear they not
Heads ain′t ready for the shit we got
Heads ain't ready, man, I swear they not
Heads ain't ready for the shit we got
Heads ain′t ready, man, I swear they not
Heads ain′t ready for the shit we got
Heads ain't ready, man, I swear they not