Don't You Cross The Line - Boot Camp Clik Written by:Boot Camp Clik Yeah what up what up Boot camp in the house Sean p set it off yo Hey yo the arm bone connected to the hand bone N**ga the hand bone connected to the d**n chrome Sean is a killer monkey barz Sean a gorilla Great ape in the flesh the great 8 is the best Duke I spit bodies and take name and take aim At wack a** rappers Who be thinking that they the king Stop with the lies fore I put a knot on your eye Pop a popular guy pa plot your demise It's not just a rhyme it's a actual fact That the god would actually Clap at any rapper that's wack Internet n**gas using my image You not Sean Triple w dot get the f** k on dot com I'm still g'd up g c'd up B c'd up blaze the w**d up Henny in my cup jump in my truck Knuck if you buck And bust if I don't trust so Don't you cross the line understand Or the gun's in my hand the gun goes blam My sh*t don't jam murk you and your fam In a military stance Got you pissing in your pants Yo I roll with a bunch of gun dumpers You'se a fag You roll with a bunch of butt munches I will ghost you But won't nobody call no ghost busters Bet if you live Next time you'll call some toast busters I'm so gutter since you really shook I whoop bouncers My reputation precedes me They know I could and would Out countless hood pounce's I beat fire out of n**gas like you My right hand's a recliner Lean back off that Track of the pack of your cabbage fall flat Smack of the earth With your staff's jacked before that Happen I'm boot camp What you expect from me I ain't asking for love You f**kers better love me So don't you cross the line understand Or you'll get this boy this sh*t boy Don't you walk around like you raw Or you'll get hit boy click click boy Don't you cross the line understand Or you'll get this boy this sh*t boy Don't you walk around like you raw Or you'll get hit boy click click boy Buck is mass murder I murder the masses New or old school I shoot up they classes N**gas need glasses when you looking at I To recognize bdi I'm a crook' til I die F** k y'all why I was on the low with no dough And y'all was like Nah I don't no go When y'all had yo flow Now my attitude is so so You jealous and you wanna Tell po po for what yo I don't sell no crack I don't sell no coc*ine W**d now or none of that But I'm here for running rap I tell you one thing f**k with that Gun in your back Boo you ka Who you nah Buckshot I was here before teacup died No doubt one nation I'm done wasting time Now my gun facing while you wasting lines we rise Don't you cross the line understand Or you'll get this boy this sh*t boy Don't you walk around like you raw Or you'll get hit boy click click boy Don't you cross the line understand Or you'll get this boy this sh*t boy Don't you walk around like you raw Or you'll get hit boy click click boy This little n**ga went out For a night on the town With a cone head goodie And a black four pound Ran up to the door told them open it now Fore I c**k back the hammer And blow the sh*t down Now you see how bad n**gas on my dick Saying what you did to me when you ain't do sh*t Cept hide behind your man Cop a plea to my dude Y'all n**gas is sweet easily become food So stay in your lane homes Before them tangs drawn And it be you and all of your mans gone Look ain't nobody doing a got d**n Forever bcc is the fam So sucker n**gas hate if you want Get your chest blown out Crack a n**ga blazing a skunk I'm high as cheek levels you can't reach Sipping on that Nac tighten up the strap F** kin' with this' bad b**ch' And her name ain't Trina Just a thorough b**ch told me Stack and keep your feet up I'm on mines double time Yeah your boy gotta shine And my life consist of more then just rhymes N**gas hating on the bankroll But n**ga front if you want Stand under the halo So don't you cross the line understand Or you'll get this boy this sh*t boy Don't you walk around like you raw Or you'll get hit boy click click boy Don't you cross the line understand Or you'll get this boy this sh*t boy Don't you walk around like you raw Or you'll get hit boy click click boy