[G-Quikk]
Unh....yeah...
I got that Boot Camp Clicc in this muthafucka tonight
Me & my nigga `Cise....
We done hooked some smooth shit up for y`all...
And we bout to throw down in this bitch, ya heard mes?
First Verse [G-Quikk & Mystikal]:
[G-Quikk]
I had plenty of you niggas who that I couldn`t, do it
[Mystikal]
Do what?
[G-Quikk]
Grab the pen and the paper, put the fire to the blunt, time to get to it
Fuuuuuck how y`all niggas do it,
She quick to pursue it til` his pockets smell like body fluid,
Some niggas be walkin` up at the line,
Blow job then slob on my knob, bitch I been the shit
[Mystikal]
BITCH I BEEN THE SHIT!!!!!
[G-Quikk]
Ain`t nothin` you can do to me
[Mystikal]
What this muthafucka talkin` about nigga who me?
[G-Quikk]
Yeah you, said who see?
I`m bout`z to make gash, drivin` `em out quick fast,
Bout time your muthafuckin` ass,
Put a nigga on the muthafuckin` map with`cha bitch ass
[Mystikal]
Wit`cha bitch ass
[G-Quikk]
Takin` how long?
[Mystikal]
How long it took?
[G-Quikk]
It took a nigga thirteen muthafuckin` years just to make a rap song.
But I`m on my winnings, in fact now niggas is jealous,
Y`all niggas don`t faze me,
Hoes gone...hate me,
Bust up and then I may get they lips bloody,
Your back nutty,
Aw, y`all niggas ain`t ready for me,
But if you want me, who clamps?
I`m shell-bound, watch me throw down on my first go-round,
Here`s our shit, properly did it and now you`re evicted,
Now admit it, fuck that yin-yang, you talkin` behind my back Mr. Hood Critics,
You`re all on my dick hun,
Get one, lick one,
Shit son, talk about me? Jealous man, you`re done,
Fuck it, it`s all good,
I`m not that nigga, I`m not that nigga, I`m not that nigga either, understood?
Chorus [Mystikal & G-Quikk]
[G-Quikk]
You`re all on my dick hun
[Mystikal]
Mr. Hood Critic
[G-Quikk]
Get one
[Mystikal]
Only way to keep my muthafuckin` name
Out your muthafuckin` mouth
Is to keep your muthafuckin` mouth SHUT!
(x4)
Second Verse [G-Quikk, Mystikal, & J-Dawg]:
[G-Quikk]
Roll like a tank,
Comin` cold like a shake,
Every move that I make,
Be smooth like a, snake,
I got what it takes to make your eyes burn,
Hooked up in the jazzy fifth, with the pee-wee sideburns,
I dress better than a drug dealer,
Cuz when I jump shop I`m on my job nigga,
20/20 couldn`t see me
[Mystikal]
