Boot Camp Clik, Smif-N-Wessun, Heltah Skeltah, Buckshot - Hate All You Want lyrics

Yeah, Boot Camp!

Go 'head
Act like you don't know Boot Camp Clik
Go 'head, ask who, I will, "I Stand Alone"
God Smack you i will Pop! Blam! the chrome
At your broad and you
I will have Xzibit "Pimp Your
Ride" then carjack you
Have him shoot you dead, you stressin'
Just cause your girl showed me
Her best Superhead impression i'm Don Rocko
Rapper-slash-mutha fuckin' crook-
Slash-killer, got you mutha fuckas shook
Take a mutha fuckin' look

At how you lookin' and you look at me now
I had to move up, you pulled me down
Yup, now I'm shittin' with no tissue
And this is my issue, I'm not kiddin' you
Y'all say it's forbidden for me to
Be a fly rap star
In a fly car, livin' like y'all
So, I don't pay you no mind
Go ahead, switch, have a gay old time
You that bitch, rapper-slash-fan
Tryin' to get on with your half-a-ass plan
I know, you a "Watch When I"
Watch when I this, watch when I, but then I
Show y'all mutha fuckas how the indies do it
Duck Down, servin' niggas like Wendy's do it
Why y'all fight over release date
I'm droppin' mutha fuckin' records every
Month, with a new briefcase, i'm so
Straight

Like six o'clock, grip the watch
Off your wrist and watch this
Bitch get the cops
Sean Price quick to box, grip the guap
Split your knot and go get ya piff and rocks
You ain't shit to Rock, you ain't shit to me
Tryin' to take out the team
That's some shit to see
We the number one independent
You a bird, go against your
Word, snitchin' on your co-defendant, p

We Boot Camp! Y'all can Hate it All You Want
Boot Camp! All you stunts, all you chumps
Boot Camp! Have us straight
Break all y'all fronts
And if it go down, we all gon' dump
Boot Camp!
Boot Camp! Y'all can Hate it All You Want
Boot Camp! All you chumps, all you stunts
Boot Camp! Guns scrape damn
Near all y'all smuts
Your man pop off, we all gon' dump
Boot Camp!

Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut four
That's what we chant when we
'bout to get it on
Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut four
That's what we chant when we
'bout to get it on
Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut four
That's what we chant when we
'bout to get it on
Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut four
Boot Camp, it's time to get it on

Yo, ten hut! That's how I move
'round with the nine tucked
Plus, I'm in a black truck, the ARS Corsa
Window half down with a whistling sound
Next thing
You in a wheelchair bein' pushed 'round
Hold up, wait a second
Get the wrong idea of Tek
Cause you paralyzed don't mean I
Don't show you respect
But some of y'all deserve more than
Two shots to your grill
Hit with a clip full
Buried in products-ville, biatch!

My team thick like syrup, b-d-rrrrrr-up
My gun go, it's time to roll, nigga, hur' up
Crime mind corrupt, never wanna burn up
Burn us
Ain't no tellin' where your body turn up
Smif-N Wessun, dirty, and Sean Price
We said "Headz Ain't Redee"
I don't think ya heard us
Now we back in position with
The gat in the britches
Put the track in submission
It's a wrap for you niggas

We Boot Camp! Y'all can Hate it All You Want
Boot Camp! All you stunts, all you chumps
Boot Camp! Have us straight
Break all y'all fronts
And if it go down, we all gon' dump
Boot Camp!
Boot Camp! Y'all can Hate it All You Want
Boot Camp! All you chumps, all you stunts
Boot Camp! Guns scrape damn
Near all y'all smuts
Your man pop off, we all gon' dump
Boot Camp!