Strictly for da streets (sniff sniff) take one

Camoflauge


Camoflauge tha don...Suncut productions Pure Pain Nigga

I puts it down

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I puts it down like a shitty baby


droppin bars like broads drop draws


fo niggas drivin my sadies


I puts it down like a shitty baby


droppin bars like broads drop draws


fo niggas drivin my sadies


I puts it down like a shitty baby


droppin bars like broads drop draws


fo niggas drivin my sadies


I puts it down like a shitty baby


droppin bars like broads drop draws


fo niggas drivin my sadies

Camoflauge


I drop more shit than yo ass


good, quick, fast


I used to skip class to get grass


Puff Puff Pass


But now I sit back wit my pen and my pad


Den write these verses


Killin MC's Softly


Look at all these hearses


The dope it take to surface the face of the earth is Crack


Rocks hit yo block and put smokers all on they back


Soft for just a second as I continue to act


Us don't give a fuck cuz them otha niggas they wack


But they got a deal plus it's major so now they play them


Songs in heavy rotation even though we make them


Hits from the streets, Projects, Ghettos and gutters


And them thong wearin broads in the club shakin they buttux


Me, I'm slangin tapes like them hookers slangin they cut up


And just like the freak bitches i'm makin these niggas nut up


So What up (What up, What up)


And just like Trick Daddy say Uh Huh, Okay, Bitch Shut UP!

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From the Jail House to the Crack House niggas Steal my shit


Put an alarm on my lyrics just in case my niggas try to steal my shit


I Spit like text, Good like sex, Pop my Tape in yo deck and u'll be high


like your on EX


Floatin' and shit, cuz I be spittin that potenent shit


Got em' coughin and chokin and shit watch how u talkin and shit


Grill gold teeted out


Eyes all reded out


Head all dreaded out


Kick shit like JetLi and Jackie Chan


I fuck over MC's Like they pussy and im dingalang


When I spit these flows i'm out of control


Like a kindergardener diggin in his nose


And wipin the bugers off on yo close


I'm camoflauge man these niggas can't see me


Unless i'm at the mall walkin round drop the top down doin a show on TV


All he talks about is drugs, sex, and violence the black Slim Shady


Don't hate me cuz I put it down like a shitty baby


Ya Smell Dat?

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Look I took my pen and pad


Rolled up every sheet I had


Bust up every gaurd in the car


Rolled up all the weed I had


Lit it, hit it, rolled it remembered it spit it


They mixed it mastered it manufactured Shifted


Promoted, the stores sold it, niggas robbed it and stole it


Hurry up dog pull it off yo tape deck it's too hot to hold it


They got drunk and weeded, ridin' round town in they trunks they beat it


They woofers WHAM WHAM, and they tweeters, Leada Leada


The way a fuck over the track it's like i miss treat it


Help writin a hit's like help fuckin a bitch I Don't Need it.


I'm cool, no ice, das all gravy, No rice


Mr. Rogers wanted me to move in his neighborhood cuz my flows is so nice


Humptey dumptey sat on a wall Peter Piper picked a pepper


Yeah I sat on the curb wit a bag of herb and picked up a bad habit of gettin cheddar


Black beretta Tucked up under my Coogi Sweater


Man I ain't met a nigga yet dat flow betta


Nigga I puts it down

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Camoflauge


Ya smell dat


I puts it down like a shitty baby


Ya'l smell dat


Dat real shit


Camoflauge the dog


Stictly for da streets


Nigga i puts it down like a shitty baby


Dat funky shit


Dat muthafuckin real shit, uncut shit, dat 912 shit


Nigga ya smell dat


Savannah Georgia nigga