作词 : M. Brown/B. Powell
作曲 : M. Brown/B. Powell
*beep*
'ello, i would like to meet
Some people from da bootcamp
Like top dawg, louieville, yaknahmsayin?
..
Whattup all you at boot camp, y'know?
Knowhati'msayin?
Yo i just got them new o.g.c. and whatnot
It's madd, crazy bangin kid
Yo uhh i just, givin y'all a call
To tell y'all how shit all y'all ar
You like, one of my favorite groups
The whole boot camp clik is like
Ya know, just da bomb, y'know?
..
Is there a caller out there? "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Speak
Thanks for just makin all this bangin
Music for me to listen to, give me "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Somethin to do y'know? and thanks for
Not bein all commercialized "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Right, thank you very much
Thank you very much
We gonna keep the good shit comin' lo-u, i-e-ville slugg
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Chorus: buckshot and bootcamp
Louie louie, ohh, ohh "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
You gotta let em know
Gotta let em know "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
(repeat 2x)
Batter's up! 'ville slugga, clap wit originoo gun wun
Starang wondah, d.o.'s on guard
I hear brothers talk about burners, you know them
Had gat happy, to slap thee 'pon the streets like ?i heat papi?
But peep it, you watch men, get stuffed like stockings
And wishes, true two snatch away his christmas
No hustle, no game, damn shit do chang
For instance, let this nigga paint the pag
Three men fall, three suffer from withdrawal
Three hit the top, get stuck, but can't move no more
Three rise like your eye of da storm
Cruise above and beyond, brother grab your buns
No fun because it's on
Chorus
"l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga", "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Comin' for you, so mother-****in
Run.. run.. run for cover"
Uh-huh, uh-huh uh-huh
In the outfield playin, here we go, continuation
Street exam on my headz adjacent (gotcha)
Math, science, algebric
All you mother****ers claimin' that it's strictly biz-nes
On your behalf, i'll shape your mass
Single deuce-deuce you call boots there'll be no tails/tales
Just beginning, to leave all thy foes trembling
Remem-bring, that ain't a damn giving
To this clique, so, ****ers best get off i
Wasting airtime with rhymes about garments
You dead, there'll be no war be nuff said
Jet, baby bro you gwan have to break a leg
You can't see, weak-ass close as you stand
That's the type of shit that make you niggaz say, "damn
Think, with your 3-d, ready to broke in species?
I feed you fools your own feces
The battle, originoo gunn clap two hack fools
My ****ing crew will not have yo
I drop lines to entice minds
But then recite mines when given the right time
I put the mood in your groove, you be like
'oooh he's smooth i like that dude,' correction --
No disrespectin the god that's why your heads bob
In the shit lick motion, I move these here wave
Way back into the ocean, huss bust it off like that
To the originoo gunn two clap
Chorus
Who wanna dose of this, you'll be our guests left motionless
Para', i see you shakin in your shadow
You caught up, from our come up, lookin dumb-faceted
Goin for the gold, cause here, it ain't just playin
Chorus (substitute "so mother****ers run for cover" for scratches
So mother****ers run for cover (Cut and scratch to fade)
作词 : M. Brown/B. Powell
作曲 : M. Brown/B. Powell
*beep*
'ello, i would like to meet
Some people from da bootcamp
Like top dawg, louieville, yaknahmsayin?
..
Whattup all you at boot camp, y'know?
Knowhati'msayin?
Yo i just got them new o.g.c. and whatnot
It's madd, crazy bangin kid
Yo uhh i just, givin y'all a call
To tell y'all how shit all y'all ar
You like, one of my favorite groups
The whole boot camp clik is like
Ya know, just da bomb, y'know?
..
[louieville]
Is there a caller out there? "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Speak
[1-900-bootcamp]
Thanks for just makin all this bangin
Music for me to listen to, give me "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Somethin to do y'know? and thanks for
Not bein all commercialized "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
[louieville]
Right, thank you very much
Thank you very much
We gonna keep the good shit comin' lo-u, i-e-ville slugg
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Chorus: buckshot and bootcamp
Louie louie, ohh, ohh "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
You gotta let em know
Gotta let em know "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
(repeat 2x)
[louieville]
Batter's up! 'ville slugga, clap wit originoo gun wun
Starang wondah, d.o.'s on guard
I hear brothers talk about burners, you know them
Had gat happy, to slap thee 'pon the streets like ?i heat papi?
But peep it, you watch men, get stuffed like stockings
And wishes, true two snatch away his christmas
No hustle, no game, damn shit do chang
For instance, let this nigga paint the pag
Three men fall, three suffer from withdrawal
Three hit the top, get stuck, but can't move no more
Three rise like your eye of da storm
Cruise above and beyond, brother grab your buns
No fun because it's on
Chorus
"l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga", "l-o-u, i-e-ville slugga"
Comin' for you, so mother-****in
Run.. run.. run for cover"
[louieville]
Uh-huh, uh-huh uh-huh
In the outfield playin, here we go, continuation
Street exam on my headz adjacent (gotcha)
Math, science, algebric
All you mother****ers claimin' that it's strictly biz-nes
On your behalf, i'll shape your mass
Single deuce-deuce you call boots there'll be no tails/tales
Just beginning, to leave all thy foes trembling
Remem-bring, that ain't a damn giving
To this clique, so, ****ers best get off i
Wasting airtime with rhymes about garments
You dead, there'll be no war be nuff said
Jet, baby bro you gwan have to break a leg
You can't see, weak-ass close as you stand
That's the type of shit that make you niggaz say, "damn
Think, with your 3-d, ready to broke in species?
I feed you fools your own feces
The battle, originoo gunn clap two hack fools
My ****ing crew will not have yo
I drop lines to entice minds
But then recite mines when given the right time
I put the mood in your groove, you be like
'oooh he's smooth i like that dude,' correction --
No disrespectin the god that's why your heads bob
In the shit lick motion, I move these here wave
Way back into the ocean, huss bust it off like that
To the originoo gunn two clap
Chorus
[louieville]
Who wanna dose of this, you'll be our guests left motionless
Para', i see you shakin in your shadow
You caught up, from our come up, lookin dumb-faceted
Goin for the gold, cause here, it ain't just playin
Chorus (substitute "so mother****ers run for cover" for scratches
So mother****ers run for cover (Cut and scratch to fade)