Camoflauge - sh**ty Baby lyrics

Strictly for da streets (sniff sniff) take one (Camoflauge) Camoflauge tha don...Suncut productions Pure Pain n***a I puts it down [Chorus] I puts it down like a sh**ty baby Droppin bars like broads drop draws Fo n***as drivin my sadies I puts it down like a sh**ty baby Droppin bars like broads drop draws Fo n***as drivin my sadies I puts it down like a sh**ty baby Droppin bars like broads drop draws Fo n***as drivin my sadies I puts it down like a sh**ty baby Droppin bars like broads drop draws Fo n***as drivin my sadies (Camoflauge) I drop more sh** than yo a** Good, quick, fast I used to skip cla** to get gra** Puff Puff Pa** But now I sit back wit my pen and my pad Den write these verses k**in MC's Softly Look at all these hearses The dope it take to surface the face of the earth is Crack Rocks hit yo block and put smokers all on they back Soft for just a second as I continue to act Us don't give a f** cuz them otha n***as they wack But they got a deal plus it's major so now they play them Songs in heavy rotation even though we make them Hits from the streets, Projects, Ghettos and gutters And them thong wearin broads in the club shakin they bu*tux Me, I'm slangin tapes like them hookers slangin they cut up And just like the freak b**hes i'm makin these n***as nut up So What up (What up, What up) And just like Trick Daddy say Uh Huh, Okay, b**h Shut UP! [Chorus] From the Jail House to the Crack House n***as Steal my sh** Put an alarm on my lyrics just in case my n***as try to steal my sh** I Spit like text, Good like s**, Pop my Tape in yo deck and u'll be high Like your on EX Floatin' and sh**, cuz I be spittin that potenent sh** Got em' coughin and chokin and sh** watch how u talkin and sh** Grill gold teeted out Eyes all reded out Head all dreaded out Kick sh** like Jet-Li and Jackie Chan I f** over MC's Like they p**y and im dingalang When I spit these flows i'm out of control Like a kindergardener diggin in his nose And wipin the bugers off on yo close I'm camoflauge man these n***as can't see me Unless i'm at the mall walkin round drop the top down doin a show on TV All he talks about is d**, s**, and violence the black Slim Shady Don't hate me cuz I put it down like a sh**ty baby Ya Smell Dat? [Chorus] Look I took my pen and pad Rolled up every sheet I had Bust up every gaurd in the car Rolled up all the weed I had Lit it, hit it, rolled it remembered it spit it They mixed it mastered it manufactured Shifted Promoted, the stores sold it, n***as robbed it and stole it Hurry up dog pull it off yo tape deck it's too hot to hold it They got drunk and weeded, ridin' round town in they trunks they beat it They woofers WHAM WHAM, and they tweeters , Leada Leada The way a f** over the track it's like i miss treat it Help writin a hit's like help f**in a b**h I Don't Need it I'm cool, no ice, das all gravy, No rice Mr. Rogers wanted me to move in his neighborhood cuz my flows is so nice Humptey dumptey sat on a wall Peter Piper picked a pepper Yeah I sat on the curb wit a bag of herb and picked up a bad habit of gettin cheddar Black beretta Tucked up under my Coogi Sweater Man I ain't met a n***a yet dat flow betta n***a I puts it down [Chorus] (Camoflauge) Ya smell dat I puts it down like a sh**ty baby Ya'l smell dat Dat real sh** Camoflauge the dog Stictly for da streets n***a i puts it down like a sh**ty baby Dat funky sh** Dat muthaf**in real sh**, uncut sh**, dat 912 sh** n***a ya smell dat Savannah Georgia n***a