Mr. Hood Critic

(G-Quikk)

Unh....yeah...

I got that Boot Camp Clicc in this mutha*******a tonight

Me & my ******* 'Cise....

We done hooked some smooth *******t up for y'all...

And we bout to throw down in this *******, ya heard mes?

First Verse (G-Quikk & Mystikal):

(G-Quikk)

I had plenty of you *******s who that I couldn't, do it

(Mystikal)

Do what?

(G-Quikk)

Grab the pen and the paper, put the fire to the blunt, time to get to it

Fuuuuuck how y'all *******s do it,

She quick to pursue it til' his pockets smell like body fluid,

Some *******s be walkin' up at the line,

Blow job then slob on my knob, ******* I been the *******t

(Mystikal)

******* I BEEN THE *******T!!!!!

(G-Quikk)

Ain't nothin' you can do to me

(Mystikal)

What this mutha*******a talkin' about ******* who me?

(G-Quikk)

Yeah you, said who see?

I'm bout'z to make gash, drivin' 'em out quick fast,

Bout time your mutha*******' ass,

Put a ******* on the mutha*******' map with'cha ******* ass

(Mystikal)

Wit'cha ******* ass

(G-Quikk)

Takin' how long?

(Mystikal)

How long it took?

(G-Quikk)

It took a ******* thirteen mutha*******' years just to make a rap song.

But I'm on my winnings, in fact now *******s is jealous,

Y'all *******s don't faze me,

Hoes gone...hate me,

Bust up and then I may get they lips bloody,

Your back nutty,

Aw, y'all *******s ain't ready for me,

But if you want me, who clamps?

I'm shell-bound, watch me throw down on my first go-round,

Here's our *******t, properly did it and now you're evicted,

Now admit it, ******* that yin-yang, you talkin' behind my back Mr. Hood Critics,

You're all on my ******* hun,

Get one, lick one,

*******t son, talk about me? Jealous man, you're done,

******* it, it's all good,

I'm not that *******, I'm not that *******, I'm not that ******* either, understood?

Chorus (Mystikal & G-Quikk)

(G-Quikk)

You're all on my ******* hun

(Mystikal)

Mr. Hood Critic

(G-Quikk)

Get one

(Mystikal)

Only way to keep my mutha*******' name

Out your mutha*******' mouth

Is to keep your mutha*******' mouth SHUT!

(x4)

Second Verse (G-Quikk, Mystikal, & J-Dawg):

(G-Quikk)

Roll like a tank,

Comin' cold like a shake,

Every move that I make,

Be smooth like a, snake,

I got what it takes to make your eyes burn,

Hooked up in the jazzy fifth, with the pee-wee sideburns,

I dress better than a drug dealer,

Cuz when I jump shop I'm on my job *******,

20/20 couldn't see me

(Mystikal)

Who you?

(G-Quikk)

Q to the U to the I to the K, K, I be......

(J-Dawg)

Follow me now, open sesame,

You *******s ain't ready for the best of me,

I'm takin' you *******s nuts and givin' you ******* a hysterectomy,

I'm comin' up fast, runnin' in more ass,

Sharp as glass,

******* you might think this ******* be lickin' the ******* cuz my tongue fast,

Hoe, but that's a no-no,

Oh, you mean you don't know?

Mr. Hood Critic told you what? I'm lickin' ******* on the down-low?

Now if I'd did it, I'd admit it and walk around proud,

But tellin' no fables, on this label, ******* eaters ain't allowed,

Now I be comin' around the mountain like "Oh Susanna"

(Mystikal)

******* where the ******* you from?

(J-Dawg)

New Orleans, Louisiana,

Home of the boot camp clicc,

And now it's time for rest of you mutha*******as

to bow down and respect the South *******t,

Get your mouth split,

That's what thing that you can do up with this chemistry,

The Boot Camp Clicc is droppin' bombs on the industry

(G-Quikk)

You all on my *******, hun

(Mystikal)

Mr. Hood Critic, the only way to keep my mutha*******' name,

From out your mutha*******' mouth,

Is to keep your mutha*******' mouth SHUT!

(G-Quikk)

G's oh, G-Quikk's a G so,

Want me to creep these hoes? I'ma keep these hoes,

On they tippy-tippy toes,

Shovin' that ******* all in your daughter,

Called a *******, ****** a *******,

Sucked a lil' *******

(Mystikal)

BUT CAN'T GET A QUARTER!!!!!

(G-Quikk)

I'm not your everyday extraordinary busta,

Another soldier out that boot camp,

Bustin' you ******* suckers

(Mystikal)

From walkin' round town tryin' to call Michelle,

Hit slow like *******t you jump now *******

(G-Quikk)

Ain't nothin' colder, ain't nothin' cooler...

Ooh! Don't let the smooth ice fool ya

(Mystikal)

Cuz I ain't that type of ******* to get my...

(G-Quikk)

Ass kicked

(Mystikal)

Caught 'em talkin'

(G-Quikk)

Cash hit

(Mystikal)

Cha-CHING!

(G-Quikk)

******* another smash hit

Chorus (2x)