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Mъm - "Mr. Hood Critic"
[Feat. J-Dawg, G-Quikk]
[G-Quikk]
Unh....yeah...
I got that Boot Camp Clicc in this muthafucka tonight
Me & my nigga Cise....
We done hooked some smooth shit up for yall...
And we bout to throw down in this bitch, ya heard mes?
First Verse [G-Quikk & Mystikal]:
[G-Quikk]
I had plenty of you niggas who that I couldnt, do it
[Mystikal]
Do what?
[G-Quikk]
Grab the pen and the paper, put the fire to the blunt, time to get to it
Fuuuuuck how yall niggas do it,
She quick to pursue it til his pockets smell like body fluid,
Some niggas be walkin up at the line,
Blow job then slob on my knob, bitch I been the shit
[Mystikal]
BITCH I BEEN THE SHIT!!!!!
[G-Quikk]
Aint nothin you can do to me
[Mystikal]
What this muthafucka talkin about nigga who me?
[G-Quikk]
Yeah you, said who see?
Im boutz to make gash, drivin em out quick fast,
Bout time your muthafuckin ass,
Put a nigga on the muthafuckin map withcha bitch ass
[Mystikal]
Witcha bitch ass
[G-Quikk]
Takin how long?
[Mystikal]
How long it took?
[G-Quikk]
It took a nigga thirteen muthafuckin years just to make a rap song.
But Im on my winnings, in fact now niggas is jealous,
Yall niggas dont faze me,
Hoes gone...hate me,
Bust up and then I may get they lips bloody,
Your back nutty,
Aw, yall niggas aint ready for me,
But if you want me, who clamps?
Im shell-bound, watch me throw down on my first go-round,
Heres our shit, properly did it and now youre evicted,
Now admit it, fuck that yin-yang, you talkin behind my back
Mr. Hood Critics,
Youre all on my dick hun,
Get one, lick one,
Shit son, talk about me? Jealous man, youre done,
Fuck it, its all good,
Im not that nigga, Im not that nigga, Im not that nigga either,
understood?
Chorus [Mystikal & G-Quikk]
[G-Quikk]
Youre all on my dick hun
[Mystikal]
Mr. Hood Critic
[G-Quikk]
Get one
[Mystikal]
Only way to keep my muthafuckin name
Out your muthafuckin mouth
Is to keep your muthafuckin mouth SHUT!
(x4)
Second Verse [G-Quikk, Mystikal, & J-Dawg]:
[G-Quikk]
Roll like a tank,
Comin cold like a shake,
Every move that I make,
Be smooth like a, snake,
I got what it takes to make your eyes burn,
Hooked up in the jazzy fifth, with the pee-wee sideburns,
I dress better than a drug dealer,
Cuz when I jump shop Im on my job nigga,
20/20 couldnt see me
[Mystikal]
Who you?
[G-Quikk]
Q to the U to the I to the K, K, I be......
[J-Dawg]
Follow me now, open sesame,
You niggas aint ready for the best of me,
Im takin you niggas nuts and givin you bitches a hysterectomy,
Im comin up fast, runnin in more ass,
Sharp as glass,
Bitch you might think this nigga be lickin the pussy cuz my tongue fast,
Hoe, but thats a no-no,
Oh, you mean you dont know?
Mr. Hood Critic told you what? Im lickin pussy on the down-low?
Now if Id did it, Id admit it and walk around proud,
But tellin no fables, on this label, pussy eaters aint allowed,
Now I be comin around the mountain like "Oh Susanna"
[Mystikal]
Nigga where the fuck you from?
[J-Dawg]
New Orleans, Louisiana,
Home of the boot camp clicc,
And now its time for rest of you muthafuckas
to bow down and respect the South shit,
Get your mouth split,
Thats what thing that you can do up with this chemistry,
The Boot Camp Clicc is droppin bombs on the industry
[G-Quikk]
You all on my dick, hun
[Mystikal]
Mr. Hood Critic, the only way to keep my muthafuckin name,
From out your muthafuckin mouth,
Is to keep your muthafuckin mouth SHUT!
[G-Quikk]
Gs oh, G-Quikks a G so,
Want me to creep these hoes? Ima keep these hoes,
On they tippy-tippy toes,
Shovin that dick all in your daughter,
Called a nigga, fucked a nigga,
Sucked a lil dick
[Mystikal]
BUT CANT GET A QUARTER!!!!!
[G-Quikk]
Im not your everyday extraordinary busta,
Another soldier out that boot camp,
Bustin you dick suckers
[Mystikal]
From walkin round town tryin to call Michelle,
Hit slow like shit you jump now nigga
[G-Quikk]
Aint nothin colder, aint nothin cooler...
Ooh! Dont let the smooth ice fool ya
[Mystikal]
Cuz I aint that type of nigga to get my...
[G-Quikk]
Ass kicked
[Mystikal]
Caught em talkin
[G-Quikk]
Cash hit
[Mystikal]
Cha-CHING!
[G-Quikk]
Bitch another smash hit
Chorus (2x)
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