Sam - Camoflauge lyrics

Mac Wooo look All them soldiers, put them rags up, ya heard me? Cause it's going down No Limit style, feel it Mac/(Mercedes) All my camoflauge n***as, raise 'em high (And all my camoflauge b**hes, raise 'em high) All my camoflauge n***as, raise 'em high (And all my camoflauge b**hes, raise 'em high) Mercedes Camoflauge b**h, Mercedes, ever for I b**h You don't wanna try b**h, quick to ride or die b**h Don't underestimate me cause I make the B's hate me Make me jump all out my character, forget I was a lady Sexing and shady, got more game then the average n***a All about my cabbage n***a cause I gots to have it n***a Give it up, cause my girls don't give a f**, we come through like n***a what We split you up with choppers, them motherf**in core stoppers Only f** with soldiers, them thug n***as that be down to ride And I got look (click) for all them haters wanna die You ride for me, I ride for you, I put that on the tank My platinum LP's, my Benz and my bank Mac/(Mercedes) All my camoflauge n***as, raise 'em high (And all my camoflauge b**hes, raise 'em high) All my camoflauge n***as, raise 'em high (And all my camoflauge b**hes, raise 'em high) Mac The motherf**in Assa**in, seven three O seven seven I first laid it down at the age of Mac eleven If I ever slack up that's when they k** me But I never let you b**hes steal me, on the for real we In it for long paper, lyrical hits from skyscrapers You'll need a million fake n***as to break us I got my soldier with me and I got my sniper with me My murderer, him specialize in taking out your kidneys Infinitely, you shoot me down b**h, I'll be back in my ghost Wooo, I like my rappers with some egg and some toast And I'm fully loaded, the only way papa taught me to tote it One in the chamber, cause if I'm walking into danger Mac's a dunk it, you know I get full of funky with these n***as Whether it's microphones or it's triggers If I die tonight tell God to bury my words and resurrect 'em So n***as in the next life can check 'em Mac/(Mercedes) All my camoflauge n***as, raise 'em high (And all my camoflauge b**hes, raise 'em high) All my camoflauge n***as, raise 'em high (And all my camoflauge b**hes, raise 'em high) Sam Never say die, that's the attitude, n***a, do what we have to do I'm a soulja, it's the Magnolia that I'm adding to We hustle when it's hot, this grind got bout nine n***as on it Come through and you goin find n***as on it Bout five in the morning or three in the evening Cross the camo, we toss the ammo, leaving 'em bleeding We responded to war with automatics spit rapid Pumping d** or smokin it, both of 'em habits My click attack it, on the streets or on stages Our fingers on triggers and our triggers on gauges Flipping n***as like pages, get it straight from the start f** a vest, you want me, aim straight for the heart Don't miss cause that's they a** if a n***a don't hit Camoflauge, never die, n***a, f** that sh** We come eqipped with thugs, all black, all strapped f** around Uptown and get k**ed with your own gat Mac/(Mercedes) All my camoflauge n***as, raise 'em high (And all my camoflauge b**hes, raise 'em high) All my camoflauge n***as, raise 'em high (And all my camoflauge b**hes, raise 'em high) Mac Wooo, and it's real 1999, ya heard me? Macadon, Mercedes, my n***a Sam Camoflauge off in this b**h No Limit Soldiers