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Boot Camp Clik - "Trading Places"
Lyrics to Trading Places : [Intro: Sean Price] P! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey yo, listen [Verse 1: Sean Price] Before I lay my head down to rest I roll up a dimebag of petro, then let the sket blow Sean Price from Seflow, nah, Im from down the block Brownsville, peace, my niggaz squeeze all kinda shots [Verse 2: Steele] You can catch me in your tenement Hangin with these thugs, weed, guns and Timberlands Grind for the dividends, ride for my siblings Roll with a bunch of gremlins, stick you up for your benjamins [Verse 3: Rock] Here we go, breakin day with a mad lah session Plottin and schemin, somebody gon die when I catch em A lot of yall should be petrified when I step inside Of your section, especially if youre stoppin my cheddar [Verse 4: Tek] So why oh why did I need cappuccino' Mustve had a hangover from all that Remy and Clicko Nah, I dont remember hittin off in the spot Too tore up, dont remember gettin it on with no cops [Verse 5: Sean Price] Nigga, my eyes peep this life in the form you cant picture Panoramic view, the hammer damage your crew Back flippin, gat spittin, sell crack rapper dude Back smack a few rappers who rap with a attitude [Verse 6: Tek] Benjamin Benicar, Afrika Bambaataa Get up in your spot with the four-fifth two shotter Play the back with some of my mans Its family first, like the "Tek" thats on the back of my hands [Verse 7: Rock] We all walk around town with the pound strapped down And clap a clown, and if not, its cool, I will pound you out I get me harders, thats why Im Rock man, I regulate ya Scrape bitch niggaz faces cross the pavement, whoever hatin [Verse 8: Steele] You asked for it, who want beef' Well heres war Silence the .44 so nobody will hear the roar Now your body is stretched out horizontally on the floor Thats what a snitch get when he talk about what he saw [Verse 9: Sean Price] Commence the rock slide [Oh no!] Im crushin your pride by surprise I be Sean Price, the forward for the Fab Five Its Unbelievable, Christopher Wallace The way I squeeze the tool and dig in your pocket, lets get money, nigga [Verse 10: Rock] Yo, from an unknown region, me and my legion Never believin to hear you bitch niggaz breathin The summer doom, doom, din, nobody eatin Nobody leavin til you pay yall owe my BCC, bitch [Verse 11: Steele] Im dwellin in the cellar with my niggaz Heltah Skeltah Smif-N-Wessun pull triggers, the heat melt ya, Lord help ya The Terrible Two, the Furious Four I dare yall to bear arms and square off with this force [Verse 12: Tek] See, I was taught that two wrongs dont make a right But me and Steele been tight for a while and everythings aight And it aint never gonna change And thats as real as the blood thats blue in our veins, bitch [Hook: Rock] Yall dont wanna Trade Places with us, stay in your place Claimin you thug, Trade Places with us, well erase your face The wrath of Duck Down, Bucktown is real Word to them niggaz Ruck, Rock, Tek and Steele [Scratched vocals:] "We all walk around town with the pound strapped down" "Nigga, my eyes peep this life in the form you cant picture" "See, I was taught that two wrongs dont make a right" "Nigga, you asked for it, who want beef' Well heres war" [Hook: Rock] Yall dont wanna Trade Places with us, stay in your place Claimin you thug, Trade Places with us, well erase your face The wrath of Duck Down, Bucktown is real Word to them niggaz Ruck, Rock, Tek and Steele [ Trading Places Lyrics ]
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