a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de boot camp gangsta - insane

[insane]
here’s a little somethin’ ’bout a n-gga like me
never should’ve been, let out the penitentiary
insane, would like to say, that i’m a crazy motherf-cker sippin’ alize’
since i was a youth, i smoke weed out, the weed make me bring the f-ckin’ 17 out
takin’ a life or two, that’s what the h-ll i do
you other n-ggas claimin’ camp, n-gga f-ck you
this is a game, and i’m in it, my n-gga lipp’ll f-ck you up in a minute
wit’ a right, left, right, left, you’re toothless
and make ’em say “man them n-ggas always gotta ruin sh-t”
everywhere we go they say what, that boot camp clicc just don’t give a f-ck
and when they realize we don’t care, we don’t just say no
we too busy sayin’ yeah, about drinkin’, straight out the ‘ze bottle
do i look like a motherf-ckin’ role model, to a kid lookin’ up to me
for life this is camp, and i’m all about my money

[chorus]
‘cuz i’m the type of n-gga that’s built to last
ya disrespect the camp, ya get a slug in yo’ -ss
and i don’t give a f-ck cuz i’ll keep yellin’
yo, tell me what the f-ck are they yellin’

[4x]
boot camp gangsta, boot, boot, boot camp gangsta
that’s what they yellin’

[insane]
n-ggas all standin’ around just hangin’, some dope dealin’, some g-ngb-ngin’
we decide to roll and we deep, look at this n-gga, man precise tryna’ creep
real slow, and before ya know, i had that ak pointed in the window
he got scared, and tried to dash, right then we started dumpin’ on his -ss
we kept rollin’, we bustin’ at his cutl-ss, we couldn’t catch him so i said f-ck it
now we headed right back to the ‘grove, sweatin’ all the b-tches in the tight -ss clothes
we didn’t get no play, from the b-tches, with 6 n-ggas, caravan, and hittin’ switches
she was scared, and it was showin’, we all said “boot camp clicc”, and kept goin’
to the hood, the cl!ck been true, this is just some sh-t that we done been through
like some p-ssy, or in fact, keepin’ n-ggas in line when they be tryin’ to jack
a young n-gga all about my pay, insane’ll get dumb off that alize’
i might stumble, but still won’t lose, the boot got my back, the camp nuttin’ but trues

[chorus]
‘cuz i’m the type of n-gga that’s built to last
ya disrespect the camp, ya get a slug in yo -ss
and i don’t give a f-ck, ‘cuz i’ll keep bailin’
yo, what the f-ck are they yellin’

[g-slimm and (precise) talking]
hold on, wait a minute ‘cise, stop that sh-t (alright then)
f-ck that, let’s go back n-gga (how far back?)
all the way back n-gga (and it goes a lil’ somethin’ like this)

[g-slimm]
here’s a little gangsta, short in size, a t-shirt and karl kani’s is his only disguise
built like a tank yet hard to hit, insane and lil’ lipp from the boot camp clicc

[lil’ lipp (insane)]
well i’m lil’ lipp, the one they talkin’ about, stayin’ true, bangin’ boot, representin’ the south
one time’s tryna’ roll, so its time to play, i creep the way real slow
and hop in the 6 trey, with the
(tecs in the back, boomin’ up the block
reachin’ for his glock, ’bout to make the hood hot)
it’s the lipp, you know i rap, slang, and bang
i’m just f-ckin’ dog hoes like it ain’t no thang
yeah b-tches, you know i’m talkin’ to you
we wanna f-ck you lipp, you gotta f-ck my crew
so you see, we really don’t take no sh-t
so let me tell you motherf-ckers who ya f-ckin’ wit’

[chorus]

[g-slimm and lil’ lipp talking]

- insane

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS