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(Dirty)","artistName":"Boot Camp Clik","albumName":"And So-Bw-Whoop His Ass","duration":229.360417,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit\n\n(Tek)\nI do what I do like I do for the hood\nPop tools pop jewels burn backwoods\nSlay dj's who think they untouchable\nRenegade never been afraid MC's get it too\nThe moral of the story is this\nI used to say get off but this time\nSuck my dick!\nI'm from BK home of Big and Aaliyah\nWatch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya\n\n(Sean Price)\nI guess I'm back where I started\nOpen up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded\nI hate the life that I'm livin I need it\nDon't believe me ask my wife and my children\nSee I'm back on the street packin the heat\nRoyalty checks equal to crack in the street\nNiggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat\nI'm aight I'll be back week listen\nFrom day one I had bad start\nTo eat moms stole meat out the path mart\nI ain't playin I went from the prey to the street\nTo blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street\nDid a couple of months and came home\nThought about what I did\nDid the same shit I ain't come back home\nNiggaz like \"why you done that homes?\"\n\"I don't know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n\n(Buckshot)\nThe saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\nBuck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\ntopic\nWhats up with boot camp clik son?\nThey ain't knockin they ain't hot in\nAin't droppin the now topics\nBut listen nigga this is how I pop shit\nI don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks\nEvery line leave ya blind when the mind get lost\nRhymes are enforced with action\nCause everybody looking like\nIs they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?\nNigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen\nNever change the fact that I did back then\n\n(Steele)\nWay before this all began\nBack when I wasn't rappin\nI was scrappin for ends\nStop crime started rhymin\nKnapsack and my tims\nChart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs\nThere's a thin between what I rep and I live\nWhen you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid\nDon't let it get to the gun clappin and shit\nPlastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig\nI, make it so you won't get back to ya crib\nBreak ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again\nTake a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again\nTake the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin\nMy dudes destine to win\nFuck ya thoughts\nWanna brawl dog my team the sports\nAnd so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\nTest me Steele will leave you resting\n\n(Top Dog)\nI can't take this\nBlood boiling pressure rising\nOpen my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\nAnd so you ask about the god DO\nI'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\nYou think not I'm respected and feared around here\nAnd so I must prepared around here\nYou know everything that glitters ain't gold\nYou ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\nThat's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\nWindows low\nI was taught by the best to do the one\nAnd gain control of this game\nAnd be sold not told And So\nI'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\nCause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\nYou know from the O.G.C.\nThat blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\nWe OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n\n(Buckshot)\nFuck everything you been told\nShit like Buck ain't never went gold\nHe never have a platinum hit\nHe on that underground backpack rappin shit\n\n(Tek)\nIf you for real than you know the deal\n\n(Steele)\nI do or I die and I never ran never will\n\n(Sean Price)\nAnd Sooo you still peepin my words\nWords that get niggaz locked up in 73rd\n\n(Top Dog)\nYou forgot who we are?\nHave you lost all your respect for my","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.06] It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit\n[00:02.76] (Tek)\n[00:03.25] I do what I do like I do for the hood\n[00:05.91] Pop tools pop jewels burn backwoods\n[00:08.47] Slay dj's who think they untouchable\n[00:10.62] Renegade never been afraid MC's get it too\n[00:13.69] The moral of the story is this\n[00:16.13] I used to say get off but this time\n[00:17.83] Suck my dick!\n[00:18.67] I'm from BK home of Big and Aaliyah\n[00:21.59] Watch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya\n[00:24.10] (Sean Price)\n[00:25.01] I guess I'm back where I started\n[00:27.02] Open up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded\n[00:29.62] I hate the life that I'm livin I need it\n[00:32.70] Don't believe me ask my wife and my children\n[00:35.19] See I'm back on the street packin the heat\n[00:38.16] Royalty checks equal to crack in the street\n[00:40.26] Niggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat\n[00:42.74] I'm aight I'll be back week listen\n[00:45.31] From day one I had bad start\n[00:47.07] To eat moms stole meat out the path mart\n[00:49.71] I ain't playin I went from the prey to the street\n[00:52.32] To blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street\n[00:56.04] Did a couple of months and came home\n[00:58.04] Thought about what I did\n[00:59.31] Did the same shit I ain't come back home\n[01:01.25] Niggaz like \"why you done that homes?\"\n[01:03.28] \"I don't know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n[01:06.73] (Buckshot)\n[01:07.56] The saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\n[01:11.05] Buck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\n[01:14.59] topic\n[01:15.12] Whats up with boot camp clik son?\n[01:17.27] They ain't knockin they ain't hot in\n[01:18.97] Ain't droppin the now topics\n[01:20.25] But listen nigga this is how I pop shit\n[01:22.46] I don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks\n[01:25.10] Every line leave ya blind when the mind get lost\n[01:27.67] Rhymes are enforced with action\n[01:29.33] Cause everybody looking like\n[01:30.70] Is they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?\n[01:33.67] Nigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen\n[01:36.05] Never change the fact that I did back then\n[01:38.82] (Steele)\n[01:39.20] Way before this all began\n[01:41.15] Back when I wasn't rappin\n[01:42.61] I was scrappin for ends\n[01:43.87] Stop crime started rhymin\n[01:45.31] Knapsack and my tims\n[01:46.66] Chart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs\n[01:48.88] There's a thin between what I rep and I live\n[01:51.59] When you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid\n[01:54.07] Don't let it get to the gun clappin and shit\n[01:56.90] Plastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig\n[01:59.63] I, make it so you won't get back to ya crib\n[02:02.21] Break ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again\n[02:04.61] Take a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again\n[02:07.38] Take the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin\n[02:10.10] My dudes destine to win\n[02:11.85] Fuck ya thoughts\n[02:12.95] Wanna brawl dog my team the sports\n[02:15.55] And so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\n[02:18.15] Test me Steele will leave you resting\n[02:21.08] (Top Dog)\n[02:21.32] I can't take this\n[02:22.52] Blood boiling pressure rising\n[02:23.83] Open my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\n[02:26.28] And so you ask about the god DO\n[02:28.83] I'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\n[02:31.50] You think not I'm respected and feared around here\n[02:33.92] And so I must prepared around here\n[02:36.63] You know everything that glitters ain't gold\n[02:39.58] You ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\n[02:42.07] That's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\n[02:44.75] Windows low\n[02:45.79] I was taught by the best to do the one\n[02:47.73] And gain control of this game\n[02:48.87] And be sold not told And So\n[02:50.26] I'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\n[02:54.05] Cause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\n[02:56.13] You know from the O.G.C.\n[02:57.85] That blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n[03:00.44] We OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n[03:03.20] (Buckshot)\n[03:03.76] Fuck everything you been told\n[03:05.87] Shit like Buck ain't never went gold\n[03:08.71] He never have a platinum hit\n[03:11.38] He on that underground backpack rappin shit\n[03:13.85] (Tek)\n[03:14.21] If you for real than you know the deal\n[03:16.23] (Steele)\n[03:16.71] I do or I die and I never ran never will\n[03:18.87] (Sean Price)\n[03:19.29] And Sooo you still peepin my words\n[03:22.19] Words that get niggaz locked up in 73rd\n[03:24.19] (Top Dog)\n[03:24.82] You forgot who we are?\n[03:27.03] Have you lost all your respect for my\n[03:31.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: And So... 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stole meat out the path mart\n  I ain't playin I went from the prey to the street\n  To blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street\n  Did a couple of months and came home\n  Thought about what I did\n  Did the same shit I ain't come back home\n  Niggaz like \"why you done that homes?\"\n  \"I don't know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n\n  (Buckshot)\n  The saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\n  Buck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\n  topic\n  Whats up with boot camp clik son?\n  They ain't knockin they ain't hot in\n  Ain't droppin the now topics\n  But listen nigga this is how I pop shit\n  I don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks\n  Every line leave ya blind when the mind get lost\n  Rhymes are enforced with action\n  Cause everybody looking like\n  Is they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?\n  Nigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen\n  Never change the fact that I did back then\n\n  (Steele)\n  Way before this all began\n  Back when I wasn't rappin\n  I was scrappin for ends\n  Stop crime started rhymin\n  Knapsack and my tims\n  Chart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs\n  There's a thin between what I rep and I live\n  When you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid\n  Don't let it get to the gun clappin and shit\n  Plastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig\n  I, make it so you won't get back to ya crib\n  Break ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again\n  Take a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again\n  Take the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin\n  My dudes destine to win\n  Fuck ya thoughts\n  Wanna brawl dog my team the sports\n  And so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\n  Test me Steele will leave you resting\n\n  (Top Dog)\n  I can't take this\n  Blood boiling pressure rising\n  Open my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\n  And so you ask about the god DO\n  I'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\n  You think not I'm respected and feared around here\n  And so I 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to the street\nTo blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street\nDid a couple of months and came home\nThought about what I did\nDid the same shit I ain't come back home\nNiggaz like \"why you done that homes?\"\n\"I don't know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n\n(Buckshot)\nThe saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\nBuck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\ntopic\nWhats up with boot camp clik son?\nThey ain't knockin they ain't hot in\nAin't droppin the now topics\nBut listen nigga this is how I pop shit\nI don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks\nEvery line leave ya blind when the mind get lost\nRhymes are enforced with action\nCause everybody looking like\nIs they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?\nNigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen\nNever change the fact that I did back then\n\n(Steele)\nWay before this all began\nBack when I wasn't rappin\nI was scrappin for ends\nStop crime started rhymin\nKnapsack and my tims\nChart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs\nThere's a thin between what I rep and I live\nWhen you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid\nDon't let it get to the gun clappin and shit\nPlastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig\nI, make it so you won't get back to ya crib\nBreak ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again\nTake a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again\nTake the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin\nMy dudes destine to win\nFuck ya thoughts\nWanna brawl dog my team the sports\nAnd so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\nTest me Steele will leave you resting\n\n(Top Dog)\nI can't take this\nBlood boiling pressure rising\nOpen my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\nAnd so you ask about the god DO\nI'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\nYou think not I'm respected and feared around here\nAnd so I must prepared around here\nYou know everything that glitters ain't gold\nYou ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\nThat's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\nWindows low\nI was taught by the best to do the one\nAnd gain control of this game\nAnd be sold not told And So\nI'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\nCause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\nYou know from the O.G.C.\nThat blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\nWe OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n\n(Buckshot)\nFuck everything you been told\nShit like Buck ain't never went gold\nHe never have a platinum hit\nHe on that underground backpack rappin shit\n\n(Tek)\nIf you for real than you know the deal\n\n(Steele)\nI do or I die and I never ran never will\n\n(Sean Price)\nAnd Sooo you still peepin my words\nWords that get niggaz locked up in 73rd\n\n(Top Dog)\nYou forgot who we are?\nHave you lost all your respect for my","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.06] It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit\n[00:02.76] (Tek)\n[00:03.25] I do what I do like I do for the hood\n[00:05.91] Pop tools pop jewels burn backwoods\n[00:08.47] Slay dj's who think they untouchable\n[00:10.62] Renegade never been afraid MC's get it too\n[00:13.69] The moral of the story is this\n[00:16.13] I used to say get off but this time\n[00:17.83] Suck my dick!\n[00:18.67] I'm from BK home of Big and Aaliyah\n[00:21.59] Watch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya\n[00:24.10] (Sean Price)\n[00:25.01] I guess I'm back where I started\n[00:27.02] Open up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded\n[00:29.62] I hate the life that I'm livin I need it\n[00:32.70] Don't believe me ask my wife and my children\n[00:35.19] See I'm back on the street packin the heat\n[00:38.16] Royalty checks equal to crack in the street\n[00:40.26] Niggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat\n[00:42.74] I'm aight I'll be back week listen\n[00:45.31] From day one I had bad start\n[00:47.07] To eat moms stole meat out the path mart\n[00:49.71] I ain't playin I went from the prey to the street\n[00:52.32] To blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street\n[00:56.04] Did a couple of months and came home\n[00:58.04] Thought about what I did\n[00:59.31] Did the same shit I ain't come back home\n[01:01.25] Niggaz like \"why you done that homes?\"\n[01:03.28] \"I don't know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n[01:06.73] (Buckshot)\n[01:07.56] The saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\n[01:11.05] Buck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\n[01:14.59] topic\n[01:15.12] Whats up with boot camp clik son?\n[01:17.27] They ain't knockin they ain't hot in\n[01:18.97] Ain't droppin the now topics\n[01:20.25] But listen nigga this is how I pop shit\n[01:22.46] I don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks\n[01:25.10] Every line leave ya blind when the mind get lost\n[01:27.67] Rhymes are enforced with action\n[01:29.33] Cause everybody looking like\n[01:30.70] Is they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?\n[01:33.67] Nigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen\n[01:36.05] Never change the fact that I did back then\n[01:38.82] (Steele)\n[01:39.20] Way before this all began\n[01:41.15] Back when I wasn't rappin\n[01:42.61] I was scrappin for 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guys\n[02:26.28] And so you ask about the god DO\n[02:28.83] I'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\n[02:31.50] You think not I'm respected and feared around here\n[02:33.92] And so I must prepared around here\n[02:36.63] You know everything that glitters ain't gold\n[02:39.58] You ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\n[02:42.07] That's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\n[02:44.75] Windows low\n[02:45.79] I was taught by the best to do the one\n[02:47.73] And gain control of this game\n[02:48.87] And be sold not told And So\n[02:50.26] I'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\n[02:54.05] Cause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\n[02:56.13] You know from the O.G.C.\n[02:57.85] That blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n[03:00.44] We OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n[03:03.20] (Buckshot)\n[03:03.76] Fuck everything you been told\n[03:05.87] Shit like Buck ain't never went gold\n[03:08.71] He never have a platinum hit\n[03:11.38] He on that underground backpack rappin shit\n[03:13.85] (Tek)\n[03:14.21] If you for real than you know the deal\n[03:16.23] (Steele)\n[03:16.71] I do or I die and I never ran never will\n[03:18.87] (Sean Price)\n[03:19.29] And Sooo you still peepin my words\n[03:22.19] Words that get niggaz locked up in 73rd\n[03:24.19] (Top Dog)\n[03:24.82] You forgot who we are?\n[03:27.03] Have you lost all your respect for my\n[03:31.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: And So\n  artist: Boot Camp Clik\n  album: 1000 Greatest Hip-Hop & Rap Songs\n  duration_ms: 230087\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit\n  start_ms: 1060\n  end_ms: 2760\n- text: (Tek)\n  start_ms: 2760\n  end_ms: 3250\n- text: I do what I do like I do for the hood\n  start_ms: 3250\n  end_ms: 5910\n- text: Pop tools pop jewels burn backwoods\n  start_ms: 5910\n  end_ms: 8470\n- text: Slay dj's who think they untouchable\n  start_ms: 8470\n  end_ms: 10620\n- text: Renegade never been afraid MC's get it too\n  start_ms: 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(Sean Price)\n  I guess I'm back where I started\n  Open up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded\n  I hate the life that I'm livin I need it\n  Don't believe me ask my wife and my children\n  See I'm back on the street packin the heat\n  Royalty checks equal to crack in the street\n  Niggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat\n  I'm aight I'll be back week listen\n  From day one I had bad start\n  To eat moms stole meat out the path mart\n  I ain't playin I went from the prey to the street\n  To blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street\n  Did a couple of months and came home\n  Thought about what I did\n  Did the same shit I ain't come back home\n  Niggaz like \"why you done that homes?\"\n  \"I don't know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n\n  (Buckshot)\n  The saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\n  Buck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\n  topic\n  Whats up with boot camp clik son?\n  They ain't knockin they ain't hot in\n  Ain't droppin the now topics\n  But 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ya thoughts\n  Wanna brawl dog my team the sports\n  And so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\n  Test me Steele will leave you resting\n\n  (Top Dog)\n  I can't take this\n  Blood boiling pressure rising\n  Open my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\n  And so you ask about the god DO\n  I'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\n  You think not I'm respected and feared around here\n  And so I must prepared around here\n  You know everything that glitters ain't gold\n  You ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\n  That's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\n  Windows low\n  I was taught by the best to do the one\n  And gain control of this game\n  And be sold not told And So\n  I'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\n  Cause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\n  You know from the O.G.C.\n  That blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n  We OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n\n  (Buckshot)\n  Fuck everything you been told\n  Shit like Buck ain't never went gold\n  He never have a platinum hit\n  He on that underground backpack rappin shit\n\n  (Tek)\n  If you for real than you know the deal\n\n  (Steele)\n  I do or I die and I never ran never will\n\n  (Sean Price)\n  And Sooo you still peepin my words\n  Words that get niggaz locked up in 73rd\n\n  (Top Dog)\n  You forgot who we are?\n  Have you lost all your respect for my\n"},{"id":10729066,"name":"And So","trackName":"And So","artistName":"Boot Camp Clik","albumName":"The Chosen Few","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit\n\n(Tek)\nI do what I do like I do for the hood\nPop tools pop jewels burn backwoods\nSlay dj's who think they untouchable\nRenegade never been afraid MC's get it too\nThe moral of the story is this\nI used to say get off but this time\nSuck my dick!\nI'm from BK home of Big and Aaliyah\nWatch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya\n\n(Sean Price)\nI guess I'm back where I started\nOpen up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded\nI 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rising\nOpen my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\nAnd so you ask about the god DO\nI'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\nYou think not I'm respected and feared around here\nAnd so I must prepared around here\nYou know everything that glitters ain't gold\nYou ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\nThat's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\nWindows low\nI was taught by the best to do the one\nAnd gain control of this game\nAnd be sold not told And So\nI'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\nCause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\nYou know from the O.G.C.\nThat blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\nWe OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n\n(Buckshot)\nFuck everything you been told\nShit like Buck ain't never went gold\nHe never have a platinum hit\nHe on that underground backpack rappin shit\n\n(Tek)\nIf you for real than you know the deal\n\n(Steele)\nI do or I die and I never ran never will\n\n(Sean Price)\nAnd Sooo you still peepin my words\nWords that get niggaz locked up in 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know\"\n\n(Buckshot)\nThe saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\nBuck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\ntopic\nWhats up with boot camp clik son?\nThey ain't knockin they ain't hot in\nAin't droppin the now topics\nBut listen nigga this is how I pop shit\nI don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks\nEvery line leave ya blind when the mind get lost\nRhymes are enforced with action\nCause everybody looking like\nIs they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?\nNigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen\nNever change the fact that I did back then\n\n(Steele)\nWay before this all began\nBack when I wasn't rappin\nI was scrappin for ends\nStop crime started rhymin\nKnapsack and my tims\nChart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs\nThere's a thin between what I rep and I live\nWhen you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid\nDon't let it get to the gun clappin and shit\nPlastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig\nI, make it so you won't get back to ya crib\nBreak ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again\nTake a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again\nTake the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin\nMy dudes destine to win\nFuck ya thoughts\nWanna brawl dog my team the sports\nAnd so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\nTest me Steele will leave you resting\n\n(Top Dog)\nI can't take this\nBlood boiling pressure rising\nOpen my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\nAnd so you ask about the god DO\nI'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\nYou think not I'm respected and feared around here\nAnd so I must prepared around here\nYou know everything that glitters ain't gold\nYou ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\nThat's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\nWindows low\nI was taught by the best to do the one\nAnd gain control of this game\nAnd be sold not told And So\nI'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\nCause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\nYou know from the O.G.C.\nThat blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\nWe OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n\n(Buckshot)\nFuck everything you been told\nShit like Buck ain't never went gold\nHe never have a platinum hit\nHe on that underground backpack rappin shit\n\n(Tek)\nIf you for real than you know the deal\n\n(Steele)\nI do or I die and I never ran never will\n\n(Sean Price)\nAnd Sooo you still peepin my words\nWords that get niggaz locked up in 73rd\n\n(Top Dog)\nYou forgot who we are?\nHave you lost all your respect for my","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.06] It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit\n[00:02.76] (Tek)\n[00:03.25] I do what I do like I do for the hood\n[00:05.91] Pop tools pop jewels burn backwoods\n[00:08.47] Slay dj's who think they untouchable\n[00:10.62] Renegade never been afraid MC's get it too\n[00:13.69] The moral of the story is this\n[00:16.13] I used to say get off but this time\n[00:17.83] Suck my dick!\n[00:18.67] I'm from BK home of Big and Aaliyah\n[00:21.59] Watch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya\n[00:24.10] (Sean 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hood\n[00:05.91] Pop tools pop jewels burn backwoods\n[00:08.47] Slay dj's who think they untouchable\n[00:10.62] Renegade never been afraid MC's get it too\n[00:13.69] The moral of the story is this\n[00:16.13] I used to say get off but this time\n[00:17.83] Suck my dick!\n[00:18.67] I'm from BK home of Big and Aaliyah\n[00:21.59] Watch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya\n[00:24.10] (Sean Price)\n[00:25.01] I guess I'm back where I started\n[00:27.02] Open up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded\n[00:29.62] I hate the life that I'm livin I need it\n[00:32.70] Don't believe me ask my wife and my children\n[00:35.19] See I'm back on the street packin the heat\n[00:38.16] Royalty checks equal to crack in the street\n[00:40.26] Niggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat\n[00:42.74] I'm aight I'll be back week listen\n[00:45.31] From day one I had bad start\n[00:47.07] To eat moms stole meat out the path mart\n[00:49.71] I ain't playin I went from the prey to the street\n[00:52.32] 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wreck it again\n  Take a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again\n  Take the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin\n  My dudes destine to win\n  Fuck ya thoughts\n  Wanna brawl dog my team the sports\n  And so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\n  Test me Steele will leave you resting\n\n  (Top Dog)\n  I can't take this\n  Blood boiling pressure rising\n  Open my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\n  And so you ask about the god DO\n  I'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\n  You think not I'm respected and feared around here\n  And so I must prepared around here\n  You know everything that glitters ain't gold\n  You ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\n  That's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\n  Windows low\n  I was taught by the best to do the one\n  And gain control of this game\n  And be sold not told And So\n  I'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\n  Cause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\n  You know from the O.G.C.\n  That blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa 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Big and Aaliyah\nWatch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya\n\n(Sean Price)\nI guess I'm back where I started\nOpen up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded\nI hate the life that I'm livin I need it\nDon't believe me ask my wife and my children\nSee I'm back on the street packin the heat\nRoyalty checks equal to crack in the street\nNiggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat\nI'm aight I'll be back week listen\nFrom day one I had bad start\nTo eat moms stole meat out the path mart\nI ain't playin I went from the prey to the street\nTo blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street\nDid a couple of months and came home\nThought about what I did\nDid the same shit I ain't come back home\nNiggaz like \"why you done that homes?\"\n\"I don't know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n\n(Buckshot)\nThe saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\nBuck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\ntopic\nWhats up with boot camp clik son?\nThey ain't knockin they ain't hot in\nAin't droppin the now topics\nBut listen nigga this is how I pop shit\nI don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks\nEvery line leave ya blind when the mind get lost\nRhymes are enforced with action\nCause everybody looking like\nIs they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?\nNigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen\nNever change the fact that I did back then\n\n(Steele)\nWay before this all began\nBack when I wasn't rappin\nI was scrappin for ends\nStop crime started rhymin\nKnapsack and my tims\nChart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs\nThere's a thin between what I rep and I live\nWhen you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid\nDon't let it get to the gun clappin and shit\nPlastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig\nI, make it so you won't get back to ya crib\nBreak ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again\nTake a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again\nTake the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin\nMy dudes destine to win\nFuck ya thoughts\nWanna brawl dog my team the sports\nAnd so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\nTest me Steele will leave you resting\n\n(Top Dog)\nI can't take this\nBlood boiling pressure rising\nOpen my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\nAnd so you ask about the god DO\nI'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\nYou think not I'm respected and feared around here\nAnd so I must prepared around here\nYou know everything that glitters ain't gold\nYou ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\nThat's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\nWindows low\nI was taught by the best to do the one\nAnd gain control of this game\nAnd be sold not told And So\nI'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\nCause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\nYou know from the O.G.C.\nThat blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\nWe OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n\n(Buckshot)\nFuck everything you been told\nShit like Buck ain't never went gold\nHe never have a platinum hit\nHe on that underground backpack rappin shit\n\n(Tek)\nIf you for real than you know the deal\n\n(Steele)\nI do or I die and I never ran never will\n\n(Sean Price)\nAnd Sooo you still peepin my words\nWords that get niggaz locked up in 73rd\n\n(Top Dog)\nYou forgot who we are?\nHave you lost all your respect for my","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.06]It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit\n[00:02.76](Tek)\n[00:03.25]I do what I do like I do for the hood\n[00:05.91]Pop tools pop jewels burn backwoods\n[00:08.47]Slay dj's who think they untouchable\n[00:10.62]Renegade never been afraid MC's get it too\n[00:13.69]The moral of the story is this\n[00:16.13]I used to say get off but this time\n[00:17.83]Suck my dick!\n[00:18.67]I'm from BK home of Big and Aaliyah\n[00:21.59]Watch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya\n[00:24.10](Sean Price)\n[00:25.01]I guess I'm back where I started\n[00:27.02]Open up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded\n[00:29.62]I hate the life that I'm livin I need it\n[00:32.70]Don't believe me ask my wife and my children\n[00:35.19]See I'm back on the street packin the heat\n[00:38.16]Royalty checks equal to crack in the street\n[00:40.26]Niggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat\n[00:42.74]I'm aight I'll be back week listen\n[00:45.31]From day one I had bad start\n[00:47.07]To eat moms stole meat out the path mart\n[00:49.71]I ain't playin I went from the prey to the street\n[00:52.32]To blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street\n[00:56.04]Did a couple of months and came home\n[00:58.04]Thought about what I did\n[00:59.31]Did the same shit I ain't come back home\n[01:01.25]Niggaz like \"why you done that homes?\"\n[01:03.28]\"I don't know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n[01:06.73](Buckshot)\n[01:07.56]The saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\n[01:11.05]Buck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\n[01:14.59]topic\n[01:15.12]Whats up with boot camp clik son?\n[01:17.27]They ain't knockin they ain't hot in\n[01:18.97]Ain't droppin the now topics\n[01:20.25]But listen nigga this is how I pop shit\n[01:22.46]I don't 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rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\n[02:54.05]Cause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\n[02:56.13]You know from the O.G.C.\n[02:57.85]That blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n[03:00.44]We OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n[03:03.20](Buckshot)\n[03:03.76]Fuck everything you been told\n[03:05.87]Shit like Buck ain't never went gold\n[03:08.71]He never have a platinum hit\n[03:11.38]He on that underground backpack rappin shit\n[03:13.85](Tek)\n[03:14.21]If you for real than you know the deal\n[03:16.23](Steele)\n[03:16.71]I do or I die and I never ran never will\n[03:18.87](Sean Price)\n[03:19.29]And Sooo you still peepin my words\n[03:22.19]Words that get niggaz locked up in 73rd\n[03:24.19](Top Dog)\n[03:24.82]You forgot who we are?\n[03:27.03]Have you lost all your respect for my\n[03:31.98]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: And So\n  artist: Boot Camp Clik\n  album: Rap Top 1000\n  duration_ms: 230087\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit\n  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It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit\n\n  (Tek)\n  I do what I do like I do for the hood\n  Pop tools pop jewels burn backwoods\n  Slay dj's who think they untouchable\n  Renegade never been afraid MC's get it too\n  The moral of the story is this\n  I used to say get off but this time\n  Suck my dick!\n  I'm from BK home of Big and Aaliyah\n  Watch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya\n\n  (Sean Price)\n  I guess I'm back where I started\n  Open up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded\n  I hate the life that I'm livin I need it\n  Don't believe me ask my wife and my children\n  See I'm back on the street packin the heat\n  Royalty checks equal to crack in the street\n  Niggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat\n  I'm aight I'll be back week listen\n  From day one I had bad start\n  To eat moms stole meat out the path mart\n  I ain't playin I went from the prey to the street\n  To blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street\n  Did a couple of months and came home\n  Thought about what I did\n  Did the same shit I ain't come back home\n  Niggaz like \"why you done that homes?\"\n  \"I don't know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n\n  (Buckshot)\n  The saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\n  Buck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\n  topic\n  Whats up with boot camp clik son?\n  They ain't knockin they ain't hot in\n  Ain't droppin the now topics\n  But listen nigga this is how I pop shit\n  I don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks\n  Every line leave ya blind when the mind get lost\n  Rhymes are enforced with action\n  Cause everybody looking like\n  Is they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?\n  Nigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen\n  Never change the fact that I did back then\n\n  (Steele)\n  Way before this all began\n  Back when I wasn't rappin\n  I was scrappin for ends\n  Stop crime started rhymin\n  Knapsack and my tims\n  Chart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs\n  There's a thin between what I rep and I live\n  When you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid\n  Don't let it get to the gun clappin and shit\n  Plastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig\n  I, make it so you won't get back to ya crib\n  Break ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again\n  Take a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again\n  Take the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin\n  My dudes destine to win\n  Fuck ya thoughts\n  Wanna brawl dog my team the sports\n  And so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\n  Test me Steele will leave you resting\n\n  (Top Dog)\n  I can't take this\n  Blood boiling pressure rising\n  Open my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\n  And so you ask about the god DO\n  I'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\n  You think not I'm respected and feared around here\n  And so I must prepared around here\n  You know everything that glitters ain't gold\n  You ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\n  That's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\n  Windows low\n  I was taught by the best to do the one\n  And gain control of this game\n  And be sold not told And So\n  I'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\n  Cause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\n  You know from the O.G.C.\n  That blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n  We OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n\n  (Buckshot)\n  Fuck everything you been told\n  Shit like Buck ain't never went gold\n  He never have a platinum hit\n  He on that underground backpack rappin shit\n\n  (Tek)\n  If you for real than you know the deal\n\n  (Steele)\n  I do or I die and I never ran never will\n\n  (Sean Price)\n  And Sooo you still peepin my words\n  Words that get niggaz locked up in 73rd\n\n  (Top Dog)\n  You forgot who we are?\n  Have you lost all your respect for my\n"},{"id":32076899,"name":"And So","trackName":"And So","artistName":"The Boot Camp Clik","albumName":"The Chosen Few","duration":230.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit\n\n(Tek)\nI do what I do like 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know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n\n(Buckshot)\nThe saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\nBuck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\ntopic\nWhats up with boot camp clik son?\nThey ain't knockin they ain't hot in\nAin't droppin the now topics\nBut listen nigga this is how I pop shit\nI don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks\nEvery line leave ya blind when the mind get lost\nRhymes are enforced with action\nCause everybody looking like\nIs they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?\nNigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen\nNever change the fact that I did back then\n\n(Steele)\nWay before this all began\nBack when I wasn't rappin\nI was scrappin for ends\nStop crime started rhymin\nKnapsack and my tims\nChart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs\nThere's a thin between what I rep and I live\nWhen you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid\nDon't let it get to the gun clappin and shit\nPlastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig\nI, make it so you won't get back to ya crib\nBreak ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again\nTake a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again\nTake the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin\nMy dudes destine to win\nFuck ya thoughts\nWanna brawl dog my team the sports\nAnd so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\nTest me Steele will leave you resting\n\n(Top Dog)\nI can't take this\nBlood boiling pressure rising\nOpen my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\nAnd so you ask about the god DO\nI'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\nYou think not I'm respected and feared around here\nAnd so I must prepared around here\nYou know everything that glitters ain't gold\nYou ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\nThat's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\nWindows low\nI was taught by the best to do the one\nAnd gain control of this game\nAnd be sold not told And So\nI'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\nCause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\nYou know from the O.G.C.\nThat blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\nWe OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n\n(Buckshot)\nFuck everything you been told\nShit like Buck ain't never went gold\nHe never have a platinum hit\nHe on that underground backpack rappin shit\n\n(Tek)\nIf you for real than you know the deal\n\n(Steele)\nI do or I die and I never ran never will\n\n(Sean Price)\nAnd Sooo you still peepin my words\nWords that get niggaz locked up in 73rd\n\n(Top Dog)\nYou forgot who we are?\nHave you lost all your respect for my","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.03] It's Tek man niggaz can't tell me shit\n[00:02.09] (Tek)\n[00:03.09] I do what I do like I do for the hood\n[00:04.09] Pop tools pop jewels burn backwoods\n[00:07.06] Slay dj's who think they untouchable\n[00:10.06] Renegade never been afraid MC's get it too\n[00:12.03] The moral of the story is this\n[00:15.04] I used to say get off but this time\n[00:18.04] Suck my dick!\n[00:19.02] I'm from BK home of Big and Aaliyah\n[00:21.07] Watch how the pound of the four-fifth leave ya\n[00:23.18] (Sean Price)\n[00:24.10] I guess I'm back where I started\n[00:26.14] Open up for Buckshot and just rappin retarded\n[00:28.10] I hate the life that I'm livin I need it\n[00:32.18] Don't believe me ask my wife and my children\n[00:34.16] See I'm back on the street packin the heat\n[00:37.18] Royalty checks equal to crack in the street\n[00:39.17] Niggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat\n[00:42.13] I'm aight I'll be back week listen\n[00:44.10] From day one I had bad start\n[00:46.13] To eat moms stole meat out the path mart\n[00:49.10] I ain't playin I went from the prey to the street\n[00:51.22] To blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street\n[00:55.23] Did a couple of months and came home\n[00:57.24] Thought about what I did\n[00:58.24] Did the same shit I ain't come back home\n[01:00.21] Niggaz like \"why you done that homes?\"\n[01:02.26] \"I don't know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n[01:05.28] (Buckshot)\n[01:06.26] The saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\n[01:10.29] Buck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\n[01:14.27] topic\n[01:15.25] Whats up with boot camp clik son?\n[01:16.28] They ain't knockin they ain't hot in\n[01:17.34] Ain't droppin the now topics\n[01:18.32] But listen nigga this is how I pop shit\n[01:21.33] I don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks\n[01:24.38] Every line leave ya blind when the mind get lost\n[01:26.37] Rhymes are enforced with action\n[01:28.34] Cause everybody looking like\n[01:30.36] Is they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?\n[01:32.25] Nigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen\n[01:35.34] Never change the fact that I did back then\n[01:37.30] (Steele)\n[01:38.36] Way before this all began\n[01:40.21] Back when I wasn't rappin\n[01:41.47] I was scrappin for ends\n[01:42.33] Stop crime started rhymin\n[01:44.38] Knapsack and my tims\n[01:45.41] Chart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs\n[01:47.44] There's a thin between what I rep and I live\n[01:50.42] When you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid\n[01:52.41] Don't let it get to the gun clappin and shit\n[01:55.46] Plastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig\n[01:58.46] I, make it so you won't get back to ya crib\n[02:01.45] Break ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again\n[02:03.41] Take a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again\n[02:06.47] Take the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin\n[02:09.42] My dudes destine to win\n[02:10.49] Fuck ya thoughts\n[02:12.43] Wanna brawl dog my team the sports\n[02:14.43] And so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\n[02:17.57] Test me Steele will leave you resting\n[02:19.59] (Top Dog)\n[02:20.50] I can't take this\n[02:21.51] Blood boiling pressure rising\n[02:22.52] Open my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\n[02:24.52] And so you ask about the god DO\n[02:27.50] I'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\n[02:30.59] You think not I'm respected and feared around here\n[02:32.56] And so I must prepared around here\n[02:35.56] You know everything that glitters ain't gold\n[02:38.54] You ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\n[02:40.51] That's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\n[02:43.57] Windows low\n[02:44.61] I was taught by the best to do the one\n[02:46.62] And gain control of this game\n[02:47.64] And be sold not told And So\n[02:50.54] I'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\n[02:52.61] Cause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\n[02:54.65] You know from the O.G.C.\n[02:56.68] That blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n[02:59.63] We OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n[03:01.66] (Buckshot)\n[03:02.65] Fuck everything you been told\n[03:04.69] Shit like Buck ain't never went gold\n[03:07.62] He never have a platinum hit\n[03:09.66] He on that underground backpack rappin shit\n[03:12.67] (Tek)\n[03:13.75] If you for real than you know the deal\n[03:15.66] (Steele)\n[03:16.60] I do or I die and I never ran never will\n[03:17.67] (Sean Price)\n[03:18.73] And Sooo you still peepin my words\n[03:20.70] 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heat\n  Royalty checks equal to crack in the street\n  Niggaz like fuck crack Ruck rap to the beat\n  I'm aight I'll be back week listen\n  From day one I had bad start\n  To eat moms stole meat out the path mart\n  I ain't playin I went from the prey to the street\n  To blazin heat to blazin heat to haze in street\n  Did a couple of months and came home\n  Thought about what I did\n  Did the same shit I ain't come back home\n  Niggaz like \"why you done that homes?\"\n  \"I don't know,(shit.fuck).I don't know\"\n\n  (Buckshot)\n  The saga continues the motherfuckin drama continues\n  Buck brought bomb to ya interview and blew the main\n  topic\n  Whats up with boot camp clik son?\n  They ain't knockin they ain't hot in\n  Ain't droppin the now topics\n  But listen nigga this is how I pop shit\n  I don't mean Moet corks when the poet talks\n  Every line leave ya blind when the mind get lost\n  Rhymes are enforced with action\n  Cause everybody looking like\n  Is they slackin, are they back in what's crackin?\n  Nigga I'm hip hop like the backspinnen\n  Never change the fact that I did back then\n\n  (Steele)\n  Way before this all began\n  Back when I wasn't rappin\n  I was scrappin for ends\n  Stop crime started rhymin\n  Knapsack and my tims\n  Chart climbin yall kind can get a ghat to ya ribs\n  There's a thin between what I rep and I live\n  When you violate mine I'm getting back at you kid\n  Don't let it get to the gun clappin and shit\n  Plastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig\n  I, make it so you won't get back to ya crib\n  Break ya wrist, never scratch you never wreck it again\n  Take a risk never steal from Steele and Tek again\n  Take the fifth, cock the hammer let it rest on ya chin\n  My dudes destine to win\n  Fuck ya thoughts\n  Wanna brawl dog my team the sports\n  And so ya thinking I'm \"The One\" like Jet Li\n  Test me Steele will leave you resting\n\n  (Top Dog)\n  I can't take this\n  Blood boiling pressure rising\n  Open my eye's an we narrowed down to 7 guys\n  And so you ask about the god DO\n  I'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch\n  You think not I'm respected and feared around here\n  And so I must prepared around here\n  You know everything that glitters ain't gold\n  You ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know\n  That's whoa, watch out for cars that move slow\n  Windows low\n  I was taught by the best to do the one\n  And gain control of this game\n  And be sold not told And So\n  I'ma rep for B-O-O-T C-A-M-P\n  Cause I'm Top D-O-G number 3\n  You know from the O.G.C.\n  That blow trees fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n  We OD's fuckin with them Cocoa B's\n\n  (Buckshot)\n  Fuck everything you been told\n  Shit like Buck ain't never went gold\n  He never have a platinum hit\n  He on that underground backpack rappin shit\n\n  (Tek)\n  If you for real than you know the deal\n\n  (Steele)\n  I do or I die and I never ran never will\n\n  (Sean Price)\n  And Sooo you still peepin my words\n  Words that get niggaz locked up in 73rd\n\n  (Top Dog)\n  You forgot who we are?\n  Have you lost all your respect for my\n"}]