Camouflage: Shitty baby

Strictly for da streets (sniff sniff) take one (Camoflauge) Camoflauge tha don...Suncut productions Pure Pain Nigga I puts it down [chorus] I puts it down like a shitty baby droppin bars like broads drop draws fo niggas drivin my sadies I puts it down like a shitty baby droppin bars like broads drop draws fo niggas drivin my sadies I puts it down like a shitty baby droppin bars like broads drop draws fo niggas drivin my sadies I puts it down like a shitty baby droppin bars like broads drop draws fo niggas drivin my sadies (Camoflauge) I drop more shit than yo ass good, quick, fast I used to skip class to get grass Puff Puff Pass But now I sit back wit my pen and my pad Den write these verses Killin MC's Softly Look at all these hearses The dope it take to surface the face of the earth is Crack Rocks hit yo block and put smokers all on they back Soft for just a second as I continue to act Us don't give a fuck cuz them otha niggas they wack But they got a deal plus it's major so now they play them Songs in heavy rotation even though we make them Hits from the streets, Projects, Ghettos and gutters And them thong wearin broads in the club shakin they buttux Me, I'm slangin tapes like them hookers slangin they cut up And just like the freak bitches i'm makin these niggas nut up So What up (What up, What up) And just like Trick Daddy say Uh Huh, Okay, Bitch Shut UP! [Chorus] From the Jail House to the Crack House niggas Steal my shit Put an alarm on my lyrics just in case my niggas try to steal my shit I Spit like text, Good like sex, Pop my Tape in yo deck and u'll be high like your on EX Floatin' and shit, cuz I be spittin that potenent shit Got em' coughin and chokin and shit watch how u talkin and shit Grill gold teeted out Eyes all reded out Head all dreaded out Kick shit like Jet-Li and Jackie Chan I fuck over MC's Like they pussy and im dingalang When I spit these flows i'm out of control Like a kindergardener diggin in his nose And wipin the bugers off on yo close I'm camoflauge man these niggas can't see me Unless i'm at the mall walkin round drop the top down doin a show on TV All he talks about is drugs, sex, and violence the black Slim Shady Don't hate me cuz I put it down like a shitty baby Ya Smell Dat? [Chorus] Look I took my pen and pad Rolled up every sheet I had Bust up every gaurd in the car Rolled up all the weed I had Lit it, hit it, rolled it remembered it spit it They mixed it mastered it manufactured Shifted Promoted, the stores sold it, niggas robbed it and stole it Hurry up dog pull it off yo tape deck it's too hot to hold it They got drunk and weeded, ridin' round town in they trunks they beat it They woofers WHAM WHAM, and they tweeters , Leada Leada The way a fuck over the track it's like i miss treat it Help writin a hit's like help fuckin a bitch I Don't Need it. I'm cool, no ice, das all gravy, No rice Mr. Rogers wanted me to move in his neighborhood cuz my flows is so nice Humptey dumptey sat on a wall Peter Piper picked a pepper Yeah I sat on the curb wit a bag of herb and picked up a bad habit of gettin cheddar Black beretta Tucked up under my Coogi Sweater Man I ain't met a nigga yet dat flow betta Nigga I puts it down [Chorus] (Camoflauge) Ya smell dat I puts it down like a shitty baby Ya'l smell dat Dat real shit Camoflauge the dog Stictly for da streets Nigga i puts it down like a shitty baby Dat funky shit Dat muthafuckin real shit, uncut shit, dat 912 shit Nigga ya smell dat Savannah Georgia nigga