Boot Camp Clik
Had It Up 2 Here
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(feat. Illa Noyz)
Its going down baby!
Bucktown, Duckdown baby [whispering]
My B.C.C., Cocoa Bz, Top Dog [Sean Price]
Starang where you at? B.D.I. Eye we got to this
people, Don [Louieville]
Niggas had it up 2 here [Louieville]
A nigga had it up to here [Louieville]
Im tired of fallen [Louieville]
Slugs fallen all day [Steele]
Feelin this, feelin this [Steele]
[Steele]
Im in the ride right
Getting high right
When some guy comes wit some papers for me to sign right
Aight money started acting fly
Like I aint shit he the one that should be in the lime light
Saying he rhyme tight
Coming all out his face
Saying that hes better than any rapper that out right
Im like look I care if you were dumb like
Your demo was reviewed in The Source and they gave you 9 mics
I can care less who look like
Or who you rhyme like
Let me show what a real MC sounds like
[Buckshot]
I pulled up to the red light
Somebody was parked on my right
I heard them like K
Aint you that little nigga from Bucktown or Ducktown or whatever?
Whats up with you now nigga
As a matter of fact I got some rough shit and going love it
Make you a million boy if you fuck with
Trust me dog my flow is grimy
Soon as spit you dog youll be the first to sign me
Listen your flow is aight though
Really wasnt tight though
Youre kind of loose with aight bite flows
Got me like WHOA!
Let me keep it moving or my shottie might blow
Spittin but you bullshit me yo
I cant hear your ill sub-libs
You aint gotta feel Boot Camp to fill some tims
But you will respect the 4th Star
Or Im spit 4 at your sports car
When you spit bar listen par
You better respect or Im a have the check
Let the loan half of the check got yet Hummm
Who was it cuz only stopped I cause I thought knew who it was
Now move up
[Tek]
I had it up to here with yall weak ass rappers
DJs CEOs I want yall to know
I had it up to here with yall hundred grand producers
Fake ass thugs, dress codes in clubs
I had it up to here with yall P.D.Rs
Racist cops cheeba holders dont me start
I had it up to here with yall wannabe stars
Trying to be who you aint just be who you are, Man
Who you think your talking be
Get your head bust to the white meat, questioning me
Wont play cause I wont pay what you think Im a bitch
Never tell who shot you what think Im a snitch
But I will the order for them to smack you up
Clap you up, yo money lone we snatch you up
Think you hide where, I got family over there and they all think like me
We had it up to here
[Starang Wondah]
Ayo, I was a broke working nigga
This rap got me money
I had bitches; my good looks kept the honies
But in the game niggas with real money
They steal from me, when you mention my name
I changed the real money
In the game after a few years
Im still hungry, put the band back together
Its bout get real ugly yo
I crush plenty guys, I had plenty wives
Im on old school tapes Im only twenty-five
Niggas would doubt me, bitches talk about me
They both wouldnt be shit without me
Starang One
[Top Dog]
Yes, Yes Yall
Yall know niggas ready to brawl yall
Hit the floor yall
The 4-pound leaving all yall wasted
The gun powder can you taste it
The Big Khahuna ready to ride up in your place, bitch
Can you feel me?
These bitch niggas trying to kill
No what they do to me, to try to fool me see
D.O. stay sharp and on top of my game
Spittin my flames, so dont throw dirt on my name
Im trying to hold lot of thing and make a whole lot of cream
All the plots and the schemes got me doing wicked things
[Sean Price]
Shoot your moms, stab your pops, rape your daughter
Get the moment on the tape recorder
Give copies out to every nigga up in the hood
Let them know Im not the nigga to fuck with up in the hood
Give me some weed, give some coke, give me some dope
Give your seed; give me your throat, give me some rope
Choking your bitch provoking your click
To get guns, smoking a spliff
Youre throwing a fit, now thats fun
Backpack niggas acting all funny and shit
Till I them that shit is wack theyre no money in this
And you female rappers Im end your careers
Rap my hands around your throat while you get banged from the rear
Im the type of nigga that will throw a shell in your arm
You the type to snitch, bitch
Why you telling my moms listen
Yall bitch niggas are bout as wack as come
Dont make me clap you in the back of the ass when Im done
[Illa Noyz]
We pack 10 billion, 987 million, 654 thousand
321 hundred fans in housing know how we get down and
What this shit about The Boot Camp sounding its astounding
But Im tried of it, questioning yall budget
I wanna snuff but I look him and be like ahh fuck it
But now I ride wit it when I blow I slide wit it
All I know Im Boot Camp and are niggas
Now a days I had it up to here [Louieville]
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