Out That Boot Camp Clicc

Chorus: mystikal
Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc
Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc
Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc
Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc
Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc
Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc
Bitch Im out that boot camp clicc
I got my rifle and my rocks see. (2x)
Mystikal…
Left, your left
Left, your left, dress it right
Left your left, cover down soldier
Mark time march
Company! (left!)
Atten---hut!
Its strictly representation of the boot camp clicc
Got to find, got you runnin that train!
The m-16 a2 the nine millimeter beretta aim!
You better be dressed for wet weather soldier I get cold as north dakota
Ima do whatever whenever to run yo muthafuckin ass back to the border!
Rock and roll ya I control ya I can hold ya lock and load
Thirty round clip, flesh gon rip
Aint shit a tourniquet can fix, the booby trap tripped
I drop ps and 203s on you mcs
Ranked and hit the rooms, stand back heave!
In danger, but in the ranger I drank king cobras
Out my canteen and smoked optimos
In the ashtray, violent, move silent
Five meter hittin single file counter
You in my sights you gonna die
You on it tight keep yo head down, eyes right
All you dying on the battlefied strictly for survival
(I hope you got your Bible) bitch!!! I got my rifle!!!
I hope you know nobody can take me Handle my business Im in this the winter
You fuck the menace and you will be tasting my tennis
And when I get finished you be needing a dentist
Im ready to end this niggas defenseless when I be laying that shit down
Hold up, where the fuck you going? nah nigga dont quit now
Reachin up under your shirt like you got a strap but you aint using shit!
Fuck bringin out guns ima start drowning niggas
Like susan smith cause youz the bitch making me believe
You other than a bitchcock its drama time and Im playin
The role of a black alfred hitchcock
B double o-t c-a-m-p better be known
Where the best lay now what the fuck that camp like
(its for life ess-say) I got my glock locked the fuck down
And Im still gonna be pullin a plug
Much love to my niggas thats full off the buzz I say what up cuz
I buzzed off the suds partna I does what I want to You tink your pretty c-a-t smart dont you
That first steps a loo-loo and Im too through
So chill bailin straight from the five-oh-four
So slow your roll and recognize the real
Its a runway from home cant escape the killin
Feel ready to peel casket feel for real
Twistin the night away aks the weapon
Step into the darkness this nigga be heartless
With the still feel me as I duck your guts upon a corner
Down for the funk smell the aroma death Im on ya
Erase your blood stains ghetto train like a pit
Survival kit marks the beast nigga triple six
Minus one up out the chamber, endangered species
Be me when Im in anger rearrange your structure
Bustin at you bustas usa to russia
Fuck you never trusta bitch Im out that boot camp!
Mystikal:
Company (left!) grrrrrrrr… hoooooooooo!!!
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! hee! (forward!!)
(mystikal…)
Forward… march!!! (move left!!)
Left… go left
Left… go left
Left… go left
Left… go left
Left, left inch left
Go left right just right
Go left, left double it down go left right left
Left, left, left, left, left
Black menace:
Big rob been chillin
Black menace aaaaahh aaaaahh aaaaahh heeeee