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Boot Camp Clik - Just Us lyrics
[ Buckshot ] Most definitely We up in here Boot Camp Clik On the beat... TY Dizzle Ah One Shot Deal Duck Down in this muthafucka once again Let's do this [ VERSE 1: Top Dog ] (You) thought I was finished, you thought I was done Cause I took time off to raise my son But I rep for the streets, prepared with the heat The Top Dog will rhyme over any beat Yeah, you rep for the hood, that's all to the good My dogs get high off Henn and backwood I got love for the game but some of you lames Get me sick tryin to sound the same But I do what I do, carry the flame Like the last child tryin to carry the name I'ma rep for my stripes, that's word to my life Like you coward cops tryin to take my life [ VERSE 2: Louieville ] Yo, I'm just tryin to do me, high as fuck Countin up bucks, baby boy's lackin trucks Tryin to live through all the bullshit Addin up chips, a nigga tryin to get rich And when I'm aggravated I smoke heavenly Drink heavenly until the loss of memory It's the Vi-double to the l-e Movin out where it's warm when it's chilly [ VERSE 3: Buckshot ] The god is back to put the r in rap No R |
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