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Boot Camp Mfc Eastern Conference Lyrics - Singles - Originoo Gunn Clapazz

[supreme] 

Ain't no time to waste, we in the race 

All my peoples wit me, they try to get to first place 

M.f.c., way for life, I'm here to let you know 

Time don't wait for nobody, we tryin to get dough 

You didn't hear about magnum force crushin 

The ones you couldn't trust son, we just start bustin 

Eliminate the weed, stand firm wit my scrum 

'cause I want all my real peoples to live long 

 

[lidu rock] 

These bitches wanna be my telephone love, and I got to admit it 

They heard it's lidu rock, now ya niggas on my did-ick 

Ya need to quit it, I cock gats then watch 'em spit it 

To split it, ya ass in half, so come get wit it 

It's representative who never lack, no doubt 

Bring on your wife, your baby moms, I blow that back right out 

I be the mack with fout, the one o, so you know 

I tear the veins out ya ass, like I'm triple fronto 

 

[tek] 

I run wit the wildest, plus stylish, cats of way back 

Whip whop, big joe, my uptown connect 

Wit niggas got they tongue numb from stashin the cracks 

I was throwin papi store down wit the tape duct gat 

I move up from that, now I flip legal trap 

Tied up in mutual bonds, stocks and rap 

Still I get loot from my man, when I'm broke for smoke 

And catch a dice game in the pj's, keep the bankin blow 

 

[top dog big kahuna] 

Yo, startin tension, when I'm wit my shark fishin 

Stompin competition, wit lines from my composition 

Not to mention, I'm beyond comprehension 

Boy, I retire mc's, then extort them for they pension 

For instance, I turn a master to a presence 

Through the fenceless, that go against this, is plain senseless 

I'm out blastin, spit my word like a mack ten 

You ain't laughin, splashin my jewels like a craftsmen 

Perfect flex, on good neck niggas that claim 

That ya done mastered the game, but ya worthless 

That shit on purpose, snipe those who deserve it 

Keepin niggas nervous, my m.f.c. at ya service 

 

[rock] 

Yo, I got ya rap sissy fags under pressure 

Shake it like earthquake, richter scale couldn't measure 

Who let the, monster out the cage, sharks swimmin thru ya sector 

Behind you like back catchers, head snuff rock nester 

Forever be the aggressor 

Bring a marvel trouble, make us wet the set up 

Calm ya heifer, get that bitch a check up from the neck up 

I sell ya whole crew, black eyes like uncle fester 

But it ain't zebra, that'll be ya knowin beaver 

Cell phones, jewels, everything but ya sneakers 

Keep those, caught po-po, I break ya jaw 

Run m.f.c., muthafucka, we event no laws 

 

[steele] 

News flash, for all ya bitch niggas who bruise fast 

I twist pack ya sensitive ass, 'cause you won't last in the arena 

Caught between reality and dreaming, scheming 

Get deleted by my team when you least expect it 

Flip the script then I wreck shit 

Caught you by surprise, now recognize and respect this 

Don't sweat this, 'cause tek just scoop me up in the lexus 

Upset 'cause you slept when I was makin connections 

Travelin 'cross the u.s., linkin up with some of the truest 

Revolutionist, niggas stay ready to do this 

So let's do this 

 

[ruck] 

Sean price in the house nigga, never forget that 

If that nigga keep riffin, i'mma split his shit back 

The way you get that, rap from, don't make me slap them 

Niggas up in the face, til my people wit the gats come 

From the producer, who like to looper 

Type a hypa shit, that make the world act stupid 

You try to play me son, you get a baby, when I got 

Crazy guns, aimin them shits at your muthafuckin cranium 

Flamin 'em, but in the long run, do nine blamin 'em 

For the shit they do, 'cause they claimin they into datin son 

Maybe one of they niggas just might see the ruckus, but fuck it 

All ya niggas corny as hell, so just suck dick 

 

[doc holiday] 

The few of the men, the greater the share of honor 

Same shit up in cloud, when ya smokin marijuana 

I never bow down, 'cause chow down needs to hold down 

I swatted them hoe, make the order of the tottin 

My microphone is smokin like a glow skull 

Tottin clums in this rap shit, get dethroned 

Empty headed, before ya sweatbands is sweated 

Test the top gun, without one, nigga, forget it 

 

[starang wondah] 

Ya niggas suck dick, my crew be on some I don't give a fuck shit 

All boppin our shit to that new rock and ruck shit 

Me and hold strong been down for to long 

We done seen these bitches niggas outside, now come and gone 

Now don't get me wrong, I like when I move 

Run out to my shows in gs3oo's 

Come out to my hotel and take off they clothes 

Participatin in all the big holes 

That's how it goes, we sip back guzzlin beers 

They drink rhyme tek and steele, and they ain't been out for years 

 

[louieville sluggah] 

I get hyped son, and set it on the scene 

Maybe it's he, hennyville from n.y.c. 

Put it out, apostrophe a.g. enemy 

Fo fuck wit m.f.c., you get buried 

Crip like carrey, I know ya niggas hear me 

I put it on from dust to dawn, to stay worried 

Row then he blow, row just like moby 

Dick in the dirt, to run the planet like toby 

Ya in it lonely, shootin shots like shinobi 

You wanna know me, but all I think about is money