For Da People

[1-900-BOOTCAMP]<br>*BEEP*<br>`Ello, I would like to meet<br>some people from da Bootcamp<br>like Top Dawg, Louieville, yaknahmsayin?<br>..<br>Whattup all you at Boot Camp, y`know?<br>KnowhatI`msayin?<br>Yo I just got them new O.G.C. and whatnot<br>It`s madd, crazy bangin kid<br>Yo uhh I just, givin y`all a call<br>to tell y`all how dope all y`all are<br>You like, one of my favorite groups<br>The whole Boot Camp Clik is like<br>ya know, just da bomb, y`know?<br>..<br><br>[Louieville]<br>Is there a caller out there? "L-O-U, I-E-Ville Slugga"<br>Speak<br><br>[1-900-BOOTCAMP]<br>Thanks for just makin all this bangin<br>music for me to listen to, give me "L-O-U, I-E-Ville Slugga"<br>somethin to do y`know? And thanks for<br>not bein all commercialized "L-O-U, I-E-Ville Slugga"<br><br>[Louieville]<br>Right, thank you very much<br>Thank you very much<br>We gonna keep the good shit comin "L-O-U, I-E-Ville Slugga"<br>Uh-huh, uh-huh<br><br>Chorus: Buckshot and Bootcamp<br><br>Louie Louie, ohh, ohh "L-O-U, I-E-Ville Slugga"<br>You gotta let em know<br>Gotta let em know "L-O-U, I-E-Ville Slugga"<br>(repeat 2X)<br><br>[Louieville]<br>Batter`s up! `Ville Slugga, Clap wit Originoo Gun Wun<br>Starang Wondah, D.O.`s on guard<br>I hear brothers talk about burners, you know them<br>had gat happy, to slap thee `pon the streets like ?I heat papi?<br>But peep it, you watch men, get stuffed like stockings<br>and wishes, True Two snatch away his Christmas<br>No hustle, no game, damn shit do change<br>For instance, let this nigga paint the page<br>Three men fall, three suffer from withdrawal<br>Three hit the top, get stuck, but can`t move no more<br>Three rise like your eye of Da Storm<br>Cruise above and beyond, brother grab your buns<br>No fun because it`s on<br><br>Chorus<br><br>"L-O-U, I-E-Ville Slugga", "L-O-U, I-E-Ville Slugga"<br>"Comin for you, so mother-fu-fuckers<br> Run.. run.. run for cover"<br><br>[Louieville]<br>Uh-huh, uh-huh uh-huh<br>In the outfield playin, here we go, continuation<br>Street exam on my Headz adjacent (gotcha)<br>math, science, algebric<br>All you motherfuckers claimin that it`s strictly biz-ness<br>on your behalf, I`ll shape your mass<br>Single deuce-deuce you call Boots there`ll be no tails/tales<br>Just beginning, to leave all thy foes trembling<br>Remem-bring, that ain`t a damn giving<br>to this Clik, so, fucks best get off it<br>Wasting airtime with rhymes about garments<br>You dead, there`ll be no war be nuff said<br>Jet, baby bro you gwan have to break a leg<br>You can`t see, weak-ass close as you stand<br>That`s the type of shit that make you niggaz say, "Damn!"<br>Think, with your 3-D, ready to broke in Species?<br>I feed you fools your own feces<br>The battle, Originoo Gunn Clap Two hack fools<br>My motherfuckin crew will not have you<br>I drop lines to entice minds<br>but then recite mines when given the right time<br>I put the mood in your groove, you be like<br>`Oooh he`s smooth I like that dude,` correction --<br>No disrespectin the God that`s why your heads Bob<br>in the dick lick motion, I move these here waves<br>way back into the ocean, huss bust it off like that<br>to the Originoo Gunn Two Clap<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Louieville]<br>Who wanna dose of this, you`ll be our guests left motionless<br>Para`, I see you shakin in your shadow<br>You caught up, from our come up, lookin dumb-faceted