C Land I.A

[Bizzy Bone] We still from good ol' Cleveland IA We blast away, fuck scrapping, the original thugs East 99 is where ya find me slangin' me llello daily Oh, Cleveland is the city where we come from Cleveland is the city where we come from [Chorus 4x - Bizzy & Flesh] We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A Livin & lastin Blast away, fuck scrapping [Bizzy Bone] Me and my militant minded thug-ass [put it on my thugs] mothafuckin' niggas Ya bitch-made mothafucka! Let my niggas be niggas Figure mutiny on the bounty Ain't no scrutiny, you know how to call when you in the county Bitch. Goony was half the craft just one of my stud-ies You moody-ah, where your Luchi at? I know where that poochy's at, you boochie ass Pretty boy, you was a fag I think he a fuckin' whiteboy I'm a motorcycle I was born to ride pscycho Baby, I'm even worse than before Mom, can I call when I'm lost? In a coffin of ??hotsauce?? Finna fall in for sure. Roach killas got money for thuggin' niggas He don't got no doja, and sho 'nuff ain't got no scrilla And sho' nuff he don't got no scrilla told ya Helplessly claim that I shorted you out Voted you out, closed you out Nigga, you know what this business about Got my dick in your mouth I got my dick in your mouth [take it out] [Chorus] [Flesh-N-Bone] These niggas better duck when I buck my tool Nigga, break yo'self, just drop, don't move Nonetheless Flesh must unfold hot, hot Glocks Drop, stalkin' gat fools Ready to pap you if we have to, I do Really don't know what's happenin' Stack go thuggin' with the killas way back Rollin' out, and our goal: to go tripple platinum T's, killas from off St. Clair Then all hell's fin to break loose. If you declare war I declare war, sendin' my troops, swoop through In come nuclear warheads, slay I'm sendin' it, yo, when I pull the trigger missles drop Then I make your body move, dance hater Y'all ain't ready and steady thinkin' you fuck with the thugs Oh damn, you niggas got tons of swift Sharp like a double-edged machette We rollin' out, heated heavily Fifty calliburs and AKs No love for the mothafuckin' po po Kill 'em all and piss on they fuckin' grave Cleveland, better believe it We stay thievin' every last evening. I'ma retreat But proceed with ease Leavin' 'em, Cleveland until they go home bleedin' Me and hustlas down for the money Murder and mayhem C Land I.A., I.A Where them heartless thugs bail thru the wasteland [Chorus] [Bizzy Bone] All this damn chronic concoct me out some hellafied Tonic See, we be the honest, promise to bring the bomb shit Blow you away, put it on my thugs Put it on my thugs. Yeah, yeah [Chorus]