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'ello, I would like to
Some people da bootcamp
top dawg, louieville, yaknahmsayin?
..
Whattup all you at camp, y'know?

Yo I just got them new o.g.c. and
It's madd, bangin kid
Yo uhh I just, givin y'all a
To tell y'all how dope all are
You like, one of my groups
The whole boot camp clik is
Ya know, da bomb, y'know?
..

Is there a caller out there? "l-o-u, slugga"

Thanks for just makin all bangin
for me to listen to, give me "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Somethin to do and thanks for
Not bein all "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"

Right, you very much
Thank you much
We gonna the good shit comin "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Uh-huh,

buckshot and bootcamp

Louie louie, ohh, ohh "l-o-u, slugga"
You gotta let em
let em know "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
(repeat 2x)

Batter's up! 'ville slugga, clap wit gun wun
wondah, d.o.'s on guard
I hear brothers talk burners, you know them
Had gat happy, to slap 'pon the streets like ? i heat papi?
But peep it, you watch men, get like stockings
And wishes, true two snatch his christmas
No hustle, no game, damn shit do
For instance, let this nigga the page
Three men fall, suffer from withdrawal
Three hit the top, get stuck, but can't move no
Three rise like eye of da storm
above and beyond, brother grab your buns
No fun because on

"l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga", "l-o-u, slugga"
"comin for you, so
Run.. run.. run for cover"

Uh-huh, uh-huh
In the outfield playin, we go, continuation
Street exam on my headz (gotcha)
Math, science,
All you motherfuckers claimin that it's strictly
On your behalf, I'll your mass
Single deuce-deuce you call there'll be no tails/tales
Just beginning, to leave all thy trembling
Remem-bring, that ain't a damn
To clik, so, fucks best get off it
Wasting airtime rhymes about garments
You dead, be no war be nuff said
Jet, baby bro you have to break a leg
You see, weak-ass close as you stand
That's the type of shit make you niggaz say, "damn!"
Think, with your 3-d, ready to broke in
I feed you fools your own
The battle, originoo gunn clap two hack
My motherfuckin will not have you
I drop lines to entice
But then recite when given the right time
I put the mood in your groove, you be
'oooh he's smooth I that dude,' correction --
No disrespectin the God that's why heads bob
In the dick motion, I move these here waves
Way back the ocean, huss bust it off like that
To the gunn two clap

Who dose of this, you'll be our guests left motionless
Para', I see you in your shadow
You caught up, from our come up, lookin
for the gold, cause here, it ain't just playin

Chorus (substitute "so run for cover" for scratches)

"so run for cover" *cut and scratch to fade*