Leroy "Precise" Edwards - Out That Boot Camp Clicc lyrics

Chorus: Mystikal b**h I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc b**h I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc b**h I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc b**h I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc b**h I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc b**h I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc b**h I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc I got my rifle and my rucksack. (2X) Mystikal...... Left, your left Left, your left, dress it right Left your left, cover down soldier Mark time march Company! (Left!) Atten---hut! [Mystikal] It's strictly representation of the Boot Camp Clicc Got to find, got you runnin that train! The M-16, A2, the nine millimeter Beretta, aim! You better be dressed for wet weather soldier I get cold as North Dakota I'ma do whatever whenever to run yo muthaf**in' a** Back to the border, rock and roll ya' I control ya' I can hold ya' lock and load Thirty round clip, flesh gon' rip Ain't sh** a tourniquet can fix, the b**by trap is tripped I drop P's and 203's on you MC's Rank done hit the room, stand at ease In danger, but in the Ranger I drank King Cobra's Out my canteen and smoked Optimos In the gas chamber, violent, move silent Five meter interval, single file column You in my sights you gonna die You on it tight keep yo head down, eyes right All you dying on the battlefield struggling for survival I hope you got your bible b**h, I got my rifle Chorus [Black Menace] I feel like no n***a alive can take me Handle my business I'm in this to win this You f** with the Menace and you will be tasting my tennis And when I get finished you be needing a dentist I'm ready to end this n***as defenseless when I be laying that sh** down Hold up, where the f** you going? Nah n***a don't quit now Reachin' up under your shirt like you got a strap but you ain't using sh**! f** pullin' out guns I'ma start drowning n***as Like Susan Smith cause youz the b**h making me believe You other than a b**hco*k It's drama time and I'm playin' the role of a black Alfred Hitchco*k B double O-T C-A-M-P better be known Where the best lay now what the f** that camp like (it's for life ess-say) I got my Glock locked the f** down And I'm still gonna be pullin' a plug Much love to my n***as that's full of the bud, G-Slimm what up, cuz? I buzzed off the suds partna' I does what I want to You tink your pretty C-A-T smart don't you That first step's a loo-loo and I'm too through So chill bailin' straight from the five-oh-four So slow your roll and recognize the real Chorus [Mystikal and Black Menace] It's a long way from home, can't escape the k**in' Feel ready to k** casket feel for real Twistin' the night away AK's the weapon Step into the darkness this n***a be heartless With the steel feel me as I duck your guts upon a corner Down for the funk smell the aroma d**h I'm on ya Erase your blood stains ghetto train like a pit Survival kit marks the beast n***a triple six Minus one up out the chamber, endangered species Be me when I'm in anger rearrange your structure Bustin' at you bustas USA to Russia f** you never trusta' b**h I'm out that boot camp! Chorus Mystikal: Company (Left!) Grrrrrrrr....HOOOOOOOOOO!!! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! Hee! (Forward!!) (Mystikal....) Forward....MARCH!!!!! (Move Left!!) Left..... Go Left Left..... Go Left Left..... Go Left Left..... Go Left Left, Left inch Left Go Left right just right Go Left, Left double it down go left right left Left, Left, Left, Left, Left Black Menace: Big Rob been chillin' Black Menace Aaaaahh Aaaaahh Aaaaahh Heeeee