Bitch I'm out that boot camp Bitch I'm out that boot clicc Bitch I'm out that boot camp I'm out that boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot camp I got my and my rocks see I got my rifle and my see
Left, right, Left, right, left, Left, right, left around soldier! (Left, right, left) One march! (Boot camp clicc) Company! (Left!) OOOOOOOOOOO!
It's strictly about the boot camp Got to find, got you runnin train The M-16 A2 the nine millimeter beretta You better be dressed for wet weather soldier it's cold as Dakota I'ma do whatever to run your muthafuckin' ass BACK TO THE FLOOR and roll ya' I'ma show ya' blocked and hoed ya' rock and roll Dirty round clip, GONE DIP Shoulda turn and get you fixed the booby trapped I p's and q's and c's on you MC's Wait and hit the road STAND PLEASE Banger and the ranger I dropped cobras On your canteen and smoked all the On the cash buy it who drives 5 Meter hittin' file counter You in my sights you DIE You on it tight get your thaaaaat's RIGHT All you dying on the still struggling for survival (I hope you got your bible) BITCHI GOT MY
Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot camp Bitch I'm out that boot camp Bitch I'm out that boot clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc I'm out that boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot camp I got my and my rocks see I got my rifle and my see
I hope you know can take me Handle my I'm in this the winter You fuck the and you will be tasting my tennis And when I get you be needing a dentist I'm ready to end this niggas defenseless when I be laying that down Hold up, where the fuck you going? Nah nigga don't now Reachin' up your shirt like you got a strap but you ain't using shit bringin' out guns I'ma start drowning niggas Like Susan Smith cause youz the making me believe You other than a BITCHCOCK it's drama time and I'm The role of a black ALFRED B double O-T C-A-M-P be known Where the best lay now the fuck that camp like (It's for life ess-say) I got my glock locked the down And I'm still gonna be a plug Much love to my niggas that's full off the I say what up 'cause I off the suds partna' I does what I want to You tink your C-A-T smart don't you That first step's a loo-loo and I'm too So chill bailin' straight the five-oh-four So slow your roll and the real
I'm out that boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc I'm out that boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot camp Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc I got my and my rocks see I got my and my rocks see
It's a runway home can't escape the killin Feel ready to casket feel for real Twistin' the night away AK's the Step the darkness this nigga be heartless With the still feel me as I duck your guts a corner Down for the funk smell the death I'm on ya your blood stains ghetto train like a pit Survival kit marks the beast triple six one up out the chamber, endangered species Be me when I'm in anger rearrange your at you bustas USA to Russia Fuck you never trusta' bitch I'm out boot camp
Bitch I'm out that boot camp Bitch I'm out that camp clicc I'm out that boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot clicc Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot clicc I'm out that boot camp clicc I got my rifle and my see I got my rifle and my see
Company (left!) Grrrrrrrr Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! Hee! (Forward) (Mystikal ) MARCH! (Move Left) Left. go Left. go Left. go Left. go Left, left left Go left right just Go left, left double it go left right left Left, left, left, left,
Big Rob chillin' Black aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh heeeee