Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot camp I'm out that boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot clicc Bitch I'm out that boot camp I got my rifle and my see I got my and my rocks see
Left, right, Left, right, left, Left, right, left follow soldier! (Left, right, left) One time march! (Boot clicc) Company! (Left!) OOOOOOOOOOO!
It's strictly about the boot camp Got to find, got you that train The M-16 A2 the nine beretta BANG You better be dressed for wet weather soldier it's cold as North I'ma do whatever whatever to run your ass BACK TO THE FLOOR Rock and roll ya' show ya' blocked and hoed ya' rock and roll round clip, FLESH GONE DIP Shoulda and get you fixed the booby trapped shrimp I p's and q's and c's on you MC's and hit the road STAND BACK PLEASE Banger and the ranger I dropped cobras On canteen and smoked all the rolls On the train buy it who drives 5 Meter hittin' single file You in my sights you DIE You on it tight get your thaaaaat's RIGHT All you dying on the left struggling for survival (I hope you got your bible) BITCHI GOT MY
Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot camp Bitch I'm out that boot camp Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot clicc Bitch I'm out that boot clicc Bitch I'm out that boot clicc I got my rifle and my see I got my rifle and my see
I hope you nobody can take me my business I'm in this the winter You fuck the menace and you will be my tennis And I get finished you be needing a dentist I'm ready to end this defenseless when I be laying that shit down Hold up, where the fuck you going? Nah nigga don't now Reachin' up under your shirt like you got a but you ain't using shit FUCK bringin' out guns I'ma start niggas Like Susan Smith cause youz the bitch making me You other a BITCHCOCK it's drama time and I'm playin The of a black ALFRED HITCHCOCK B double O-T better be known Where the lay now what the fuck that camp like (It's for ess-say) I got my glock locked the fuck down And I'm still gonna be pullin' a Much love to my niggas full off the buzz I say what up 'cause I buzzed off the suds partna' I does what I to You tink your pretty C-A-T smart you That first a loo-loo and I'm too through So bailin' straight from the five-oh-four So your roll and recognize the real
Bitch I'm out that boot camp Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc I got my and my rocks see I got my and my rocks see
a runway from home can't escape the killin Feel ready to peel casket feel for Twistin' the night AK's the weapon Step into the darkness this nigga be the still feel me as I duck your guts upon a corner Down for the funk the aroma death I'm on ya Erase your blood stains train like a pit Survival kit marks the beast nigga six Minus one up out the chamber, species Be me when I'm in rearrange your structure at you bustas USA to Russia Fuck you never bitch I'm out that boot camp
Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot 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 and my rocks see
Company (left!) hooooo Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! Hee! (Forward) (Mystikal ) MARCH! (Move Left) Left. go Left. go Left. go Left. go Left, inch left Go right just right Go left, left double it down go left right Left, left, left, left,
Big Rob chillin' Black Menace aaaahh aaaahh heeeee