- Boot Camp Clik Trading Places 歌词
- Boot Camp Clik
- Trading Places （易场所）（）-Boot Camp Clik
P yeah yeah yeah yeah hey yo listen
Before I lay my head down to rest
I roll up a dimebag of petro
Then let the sket blow
Sean price from seflow nah
I'm from down the block
Brownsville peace
My niggaz squeeze all kinda shots
You can catch me in your tenement
Hangin'with these thugs
W**d guns and timberlands
Grind for the dividends
Ride for my siblings
Roll with a bunch of gremlins
Stick you up for your benjamins
Here we go breakin'day
With a mad lah session
Plottin'and schemin'
Somebody gonna die when I catch them
A lot of y'all should be petrified
When I step inside
Of your section
Especially if you're stoppin'my cheddar
So why oh why did I need cappuccino
Must've had a hangover from
All that remy and clicko
Nah I don't remember hittin'off in the spot
Too tore up don't remember
Gettin'it on with no cops
Ni**a my eyes peep this life
In the form you can't picture
Panoramic view
The hammer damage your crew
Back flippin'gat spittin'
Sell crack rapper dude
Back smack a few rappers
Who rap with a attitude
Benjamin Benicar Afrika Bambaataa
Get up in your spot
With the four fifth two shotter
Play the back with some of my mans
It's family first like the
Tek that's on the back of my hands
We all walk around town with
The pound strapped down
And clap a clown and if not
It's cool I will pound you out
I get me harders that's why
I'm rock man I regulate you
Scrape b**ch niggaz faces
Cross the pavement whoever hatin'
Who asked for it who want beef
Well here's war
Silence the 44so nobody
Will hear the roar
Now your body is stretched out
Horizontally on the floor
That's what a snitch get
When he talk about what he saw
Commence the rock slide
I'm crushin'your pride by surprise
I be sean price the forward for the fab five
It's unbelievable Christopher Wallace
The way I squeeze the tool
And dig in your pocket
Let's get money ni**a
Yo from an unknown region me and my legion
Never believin'to hear you b**ch niggaz breathin'
The summer doom doom din
Nobody eatin'
Nobody leavin'till you
Pay y'all owe my BCC b**ch
I'm dwellin'in the cellar
With my niggaz Heltah Skeltah
Smif N Wessun pull triggers
The heat melt you Lord help you
The terrible two the furious four
I dare y'all to bear arms
And square off with this force
See I was taught that
Two wrongs don't make a right
But me and Steele been tight
For a while and everything's aright
And it ain't never gonna change
And that's as real as the blood
That's blue in our veins b**ch
You wanna trade places with us
Stay in your place
Claimin'you thug trade places with us
We'll erase your face
The wrath of duck down bucktown is real
Word to them niggaz ruck rock tek and steele
We all walk around town
With the pound strapped down
Ni**a my eyes peep this life
In the form you can't picture
See I was taught that
Two wrongs don't make a right
Ni**a you asked for it
Who want beef
Well here's war
You wanna trade places with us
Stay in your place
Claimin'you thug
Trade places with us
We'll erase your face
The wrath of duck down bucktown is real
Word to them niggaz ruck rock tek and steele
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