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Don't You Cross The Line

アーティスト：Boot Camp Clik  アルバム：Last Stand 

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(Intro-Sean Price) Pen my mutha fuckin' rhyme, yeah, what up, what up? Boot Camp in the house, Sean P, set it off, yo (Verse 1-Sean Price) Hey yo, the arm bone connected to the hand bone Nigga, the hand bone connected to the damn chrome Sean is a killer, Monkey Barz, Sean a gorilla Great ape in the flesh, the Great 8 is the best Duke, I spit bodies and take name, and take aim At wack-ass rappers who be thinkin' that they the king Stop with the lies 'fore I put a knot on your eye Pop a popular guy, pa, plot your demise It's not just a rhyme, it's a actual fact That the God would actually clap at any rapper that's wack Internet niggas usin' my image, you not Sean Triple-w-dot-get the fuck on-dot com (Verse 2-Top Dog) I'm still G'd up, G.C.'d up B.C.'d up, blaze the weed up Henny in my cup, jump in my truck Knuck if you buck and bust if I don't trust, so... Don't You Cross The Line, understand? Or the gun's in my hand, the gun goes "blam" My shit don't jam, murk you and your fam In a military stance, got you pissin' in your pants (Verse 3-Rock) Yo, I roll with a bunch of gun dumpers You'se a fag, you roll with a bunch of butt munchers I will ghost you, but won't nobody call no Ghostbusters Bet if you live, next time you'll call some toast busters I'm so gutter, since you really shook, I whoop bouncers My reputation precedes me, they know I could and would Out countless hood pouncers, I beat fire out of niggas like you My right hand's a recliner, lean back off that Track of the pack of your cabbage, fall flat Smack of the earth, with your staff's jacked before that Happen, I'm Boot Camp, what you expect from me? I ain't askin' for love, you fuckers better love me (Hook) So Don't You Cross The Line, understand? Or you'll get this, boy, this shit, boy Don't you walk around like you raw Or you'll get hit boy, click, click, boy Don't You Cross The Line, understand? Or you'll get this, boy, this shit, boy Don't you walk around like you raw Or you'll get hit boy, click, click, boy (Verse 4-Buckshot) Buck is mass murder, I murder the masses New or old school, I shoot up they classes Niggas need glasses when you lookin' at I To recognize BDI, I'm a crook 'til I die Fuck y'all, why? I was on the low with no dough And y'all was like, "Nah, I don't no go" When y'all had yo flow, now my attitude is so-so You jealous and you wanna tell po-po, for what, yo? I don't sell no crack I don't sell no cocaine, weed now or none of that But, I am here for runnin' rap I tell you one thing, fuck with



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