I welcome y'all to boot camp

Training Day

Fasten your seatbelts

Who shot ya

I don't know but you're best to call a doctor

Make sure them rookie medical surgeons can oper rate on you

Pistol whip break the face on you

S**t I does it my way like Sinatra

Let them infrared's Dalmatian dot ya

Scope'll spot ya

Move wrong and I got ya

Through my vision like perennial

Creepin' to your house

You hear footsteps slowly as I tippy toe

The tip I owe is through your window pane

I'm insane

One shot could leave 'em senseless

Marlon Wayans

Psychiatrist can't restrain the mind of a sick patient

Spray everything

Not a single bullet wasted

Be patient

You gon' be meeting mad links

Put 'em in the basement

BET

I'm strapped with TNT

Follow rules every morning

This b***h coming with me

Ooh

That's what they say when they see me in your coupe

Sunroof

Rims spinning like a f**king hoola hoop

You tried to play big and say gimmie the loot

Tables turned

Now the people saying please don't shoot

Get out the way

Label

And try to make it to safety

Cause I doubt that my s**t is on safety

Spray n***as

No ifs

Ands

Buts

Or maybes

Ride shotgun

745Maybe

That's Maybach for you dumb motherf**kers

I'm wise like my pops but I'm young

Motherf**ker

I'm the one

Motherf**ker

Bust around hustlers

You want it

They could serve you

Butler

Excuse me Ma

I ain't going for your lover

So when I f**k you

The same time I'm like f**k you

You're better off looking for your next sucker

Money talks

I thought you heard Chris Tucker

I ball as if I play for the Rucker

Black Widow

Keep something under my pillow to buck ya

He talk about it and when the fifth touch ya

No confession

No Usher

For real

Your whole spot is a movie like Blockbuster

If I want you I'mma bring it to your block

Busta

And make it clap

No I'm not spliff star and busta

In fact

My n***as is lined in the way they rush ya

I keep it street from Compton to Russia

Rhyme technique is something like none other

It's warfare

Choke if you scared

Go buy a flashlight and pray under your covers

I slaughter n***as

One hand bang

Vince Carter n***as

Young boy I'm a father figure to kids who's minds is bigger

And they pops still sprung off the hardest liquor

I'm young

Please move in orderly fashion

For the love of money and crime I got a passion

Blow your body and spine whenever I'm blastin'

Makeover your whole face

You look like a Jackson

Any one

Pick one

Aye

I told you we gonna send you n***as to boot camp

Training Day

Fasten your seatbelts

The ride is rough

Lace your boots too

This is practice right here

We do this s**t in our sleep

Yeah