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 boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc I'm out that boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc 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 representing about the boot camp Got to find, got you runnin that The M-16 A2 the millimeter beretta BANG 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 Rock and roll ya' I'ma show ya' blocked and ya' rock and roll Dirty round clip, GONE DIP Shoulda turn and get you fixed the booby shrimp I dropped p's and q's and c's on you Wait and hit the road STAND PLEASE Banger and the ranger I dropped king On your canteen and smoked all the On the train buy it who drives 5 hittin' single 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 bible) BITCHI GOT MY RIFLE
Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc I'm out that boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp clicc I'm out that boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot clicc I got my and my rocks see I got my and my rocks see
I hope you nobody can take me Handle my business I'm in 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 niggas defenseless when I be laying that down Hold up, where the fuck you going? Nah nigga don't now Reachin' up under your like you got a strap but you ain't using shit FUCK bringin' out guns I'ma start drowning Like Smith cause youz the bitch making me believe You other than a BITCHCOCK it's time and I'm playin The role of a ALFRED HITCHCOCK B double O-T better be known Where the lay now what the fuck that camp like (It's for life ess-say) I got my glock locked the fuck And I'm gonna be pullin' a plug Much love to my niggas that's off the buzz I say what up 'cause I buzzed off the partna' I does what I want to You tink pretty C-A-T smart don't you That first a loo-loo and I'm too through So chill straight from the five-oh-four So your roll and recognize the real
I'm out that boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that camp 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 boot camp Bitch I'm out that boot clicc I got my and my rocks see I got my rifle and my see
It's a runway home can't escape the killin Feel ready to casket feel for real Twistin' the night away the weapon Step into the this nigga be heartless With the still feel me as I duck guts upon a corner Down for the smell the aroma death I'm on ya Erase your blood stains ghetto like a pit Survival kit marks the beast triple six Minus one up out the chamber, species Be me when I'm in anger your structure Bustin' at you USA to Russia Fuck you never trusta' I'm out that boot camp
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 camp clicc Bitch I'm out boot camp clicc I'm out that boot camp clicc Bitch I'm out that boot clicc I got my and my rocks 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 right just right Go left, left double it down go right left Left, left, left, left,
Big Rob chillin' Black Menace aaaahh aaaahh heeeee