Street Boot camp DC2Trill

[Intro]
(Mike G you can't do this to 'em, man!)
Yeah (Flea)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Hit the dash on the freeway, in my own lane
Wock man on some bullshit, but the tris came
I told them, when I get the chance, I'm a show my abs
I don't know where the fuck my boy is, but I'm a smoke his ass
You with the street nigga, boot camp
Get him out of here, he's not stamped
They ride my wave like rubber ducky
We these street niggas, fuck dummies
Pull up, and I turn the nozzle
Do the dash, like fuck a copper
Momma told me face my problems
[?] got plenty toddlers

[Verse]
Black lamb, like Bruce Wayne
I'm doing straight, I can't complain
Double cup is full of pain
I'm with apes, no orangutans
Your a plain nigga, you sip plain
Macaulay Culkin, she home alone
Pop RP's like melaton'
This right here, her favorite song
She blow me like a saxophone
Crack o' dawn, I poured a eight
Lil Moe, how your cup taste?
They gon try to kill me just to get in my place
Niggas tryna take my spot
Double cup is full of wock
She look posted like the broom challenge
Couch potato, I'm getting cabbage
Sipping codeine out my [?]
You don't like me, nigga, sue me then
Sipping on green, he gon turn into Ben
Adventure Time I feel like Fin
New dimension, I feel like Morty
In the house just like Cory
Niggas salty, just like Squidward
Smoking grass just like Teddy Pender'