Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song World Wide , by - Boot Camp Clik. Song from the album The Last Stand, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 03.07.2006
Record label: Duck Down
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song World Wide , by - Boot Camp Clik. Song from the album The Last Stand, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопWorld Wide |
| I used to stay in my backroom, listenin' to rap tunes |
| Dad in the living room, spinnin' back the old-school |
| I guess you could call it soul food |
| Music that’ll mold you, somethin' you can grow to |
| Don’t be mad at what the record store sold you |
| If you bought some bullshit just cause somebody told you |
| My flow show you that I know what you go through |
| Put a gem on your mind, drop a jewel in the vocals |
| My speech local, but I reach all regions |
| Fly frequent, customs breachin', lah chiefin' |
| My son’s favorite rapper is me, I know the reason |
| The Lord keep us breathin' and y’all keepin' us eatin' |
| And though the flag been tattered and beaten |
| We still stand, not a man in the family retreatin' |
| No set trippin', no slippin', no sleepin' |
| Full steamin' ahead on a mission to get this cream, man |
| New York, Chi-Town, Georgia, Texas |
| Cali, Florida, VA, Connecticut |
| New Jerz, DA and Mass be reppin' it |
| Maryland, we gettin' love in Canada, we respect it |
| Tour the World and it’s back to the essence |
| To the block’s we be reppin' where you need protection |
| So, this goes out to you, this goes out to you |
| Hey yo, blam, blammer, innocent bystander |
| Sean Price, I’m nice with the grammar |
| Y’all niggas can’t rhyme, y’all need to go back to the lab |
| Formula one, get a pen and a pad |
| Let’s start with the basic, A-B-C, one-two-three |
| My g-u-n in your f-a-c-e |
| Break your body down, collapsin' a clown, clap with the round |
| Highway to heaven where Michael Landon standin' around |
| Understand I got my hand on the pound, I fuck you up |
| Niggas standin' around nervous, like «Yo, what up with Ruck?» |
| None of your biz, fuck around, throw one in your wig |
| Then proceed to the nearest high school, put one in your kid |
| Sean Price, man, I’m done with it kid |
| You ain’t tough, you bluffin', plus you left your fuckin' gun in the crib |
| I’m an NC king, a BK boss |
| He can floss, cause he came off |
| With big black, housin' bags of money |
| Shit, I had to get it, ain’t a damn thing funny |
| When your money lookin' funny, they play you for a dummy |
| Yeah, they play you for a dummy |
| And I ain’t havin' that, go grab my gat |
| You gotta respect it, I’m well connected, you know |
| New York, Chi-Town, Georgia, Texas |
| Cali, Florida, VA, Connecticut |
| New Jerz, DA and Mass be reppin' it |
| Maryland, we gettin' love in Canada, we respect it |
| Tour the World and it’s back to the essence |
| To the block’s we be reppin' where you need protection |
| So, this goes out to you, this goes out to you |
| We be the movement, new and improved and |
| Fuck the hammers, y’all niggas is screwed in |
| Leeway, go 'head and play, see if I |
| Joke around, one stroke around that four-fifth I |
| Might start gettin' that vibe again |
| Forget lookin' at yours, thinkin' it’s mines again (Gimme that) |
| I see you get the bigger picture |
| And now that I’m in your frame, I wanna maintain with ya |
| You know, chop it up for a bit |
| Build for a little while, get a plan to make some real chips |
| Cause, gee I’ve been down for a while |
| But I’m Duck Down, so now, I’m only down for a smile |
| When the check come, respect 'em, we ain’t stop |
| But you workin' over there though, huh, that’s hot |
| Me, I’m worldwide, jumpin' from block-to-block |
| Lovin' it, cause everyone I hit 'll pop the top, ugh |
| New York, Chi-Town, Georgia, Texas |
| Cali, Florida, VA, Connecticut |
| New Jerz, DA and Mass be reppin' it |
| Maryland, we gettin' love in Canada, we respect it |
| Tour the World and it’s back to the essence |
| To the block’s we be reppin' where you need protection |
| So, this goes out to you, this goes out to you |
| Mr. Alkatraz, ain’t no escapin' when my arms go, heard me |
| Been on more rap tours then Soran O’Jersey |
| Recruit a beast in every city, my squad so dirty |
| I’m the beast master don, pa, y’all gon' learn, B |
| Stunned on the new improved Boot Camp |
| You gon' look real small like a deuce-deuce in Bruce Bruce hands |
| How many niggas eatin' off us? |
| We the new food stamp |
| We go World Wide with this wild shit, we do, you can’t |
| New York, Chi-Town, Georgia, Texas |
| Cali, Florida, VA, Connecticut |
| New Jerz, DA and Mass be reppin' it |
| Maryland, we gettin' love in Canada, we respect it |
| Tour the World and it’s back to the essence |
| To the block’s we be reppin' where you need protection |
| So, this goes out to you, this goes out to you |
| New York, Chi-Town, Georgia, Texas |
| Cali, Florida, VA, Connecticut |
| New Jerz, DA and Mass be reppin' it |
| Maryland, we gettin' love in Canada, we respect it |
| Tour the World and it’s back to the essence |
| To the block’s we be reppin' where you need protection |
| So, this goes out to you, this goes out to you |
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