Текст (слова) песни: Boot Camp Clik - And So

 
It`s Tek man niggaz can`t tell me shit 
 
[Tek] 
I do what I do like I do for the hood 
Pop tools pop jewels burn backwoods 
Slay dj`s who think they untouchable 
Renegade never been afraid MC`s get it too 
The moral of the story is this 
I used to say get off but this time 
Suck my dick! 
I`m from BK home of Big and Aaliyah 
Watch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya 
 
[Sean Price] 
I guess I`m back where I started 
Open up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded 
I hate the life that I`m livin I need it 
Don`t believe me ask my wife and my children 
See I`m back on the street packin the heat 
Royalty checks equal to crack in the street 
Niggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat 
I`m aight I`ll be back week listen 
From day one I had bad start 
To eat moms stole meat out the path mart 
I ain`t playin I went from the prey to the street 
To blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street 
Did a couple of months and came home 
Thought about what I did 
Did the same shit I ain`t come back home 
Niggaz like "why you done that homes?" 
"I don`t know,(shit..fuck)..I don`t know" 
 
[Buckshot] 
The saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues 
Buck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main 
topic 
Whats up with boot camp clik son? 
They ain`t knockin they ain`t hot in 
Ain`t droppin the now topics 
But listen nigga this is how I pop shit 
I don`t mean Moet corks when the poet talks 
Every line leave ya blind when the mind get lost 
Rhymes are enforced with action 
Cause everybody looking like 
Is they slackin, are they back in what`s crackin? 
Nigga I`m hip hop like the backspinnen 
Never change the fact that I did back then 
 
[Steele] 
Way before this all began 
Back when I wasn`t rappin 
I was scrappin for ends 
Stop crime started rhymin 
Knapsack and my tims 
Chart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs 
There`s a thin between what I rep and I live 
When you violate mine I`m getting back at you kid 
Don`t let it get to the gun clappin and shit 
Plastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig 
I, make it so you won`t get back to ya crib 
Break ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again 
Take a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again 
Take the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin 
My dudes destine to win 
Fuck ya thoughts 
Wanna brawl dog my team the sports 
And so ya thinking I`m "The One" like Jet Li 
Test me Steele will leave you resting 
 
[Top Dog] 
I can`t take this 
Blood boiling pressure rising 
Open my eye`s an we narrowed down to 7 guys 
And so you ask about the god DO 
I`m top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch 
You think not I`m respected and feared around here 
And so I must prepared around here 
You know everything that glitters ain`t gold 
You ho getting pimped by niggaz you don`t know 
That`s whoa, watch out for cars that move slow 
Windows low 
I was taught by the best to do the one 
And gain control of this game 
And be sold not told And So 
I`ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P 
Cause I`m Top D-O-G number 3 
You know from the O.G.C. 
That blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B`s 
We OD`s fuckin with them Cocoa B`s 
 
[Buckshot] 
Fuck everything you been told 
Shit like Buck ain`t never went gold 
He never have a platinum hit 
He on that underground backpack rappin shit 
 
[Tek] 
If you for real than you know the deal 
 
[Steele] 
I do or I die and I never ran never will 
 
[Sean Price] 
And Sooo you still peepin my words 
Words that get niggaz locked up in 73rd 
 
[Top Dog] 
You forgot who we are? 
Have you lost all your respect for my
 

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