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ready to go to tha pen
You lil boyz ain't ready to be sleepin' with nothin' but men
You lil boyz better stay in your place
You lil boyz ain't gon' be
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
into a nigga like Koop a nutcase
Here I can tell by tha day its gonna be a long night
When I take a swipe for you life my big black buldgin' nine
Now
my back

[Chorus] 

Foe tha love of tha money, I keep spendin' yo
Just sum pap low shit, gotta let 'em hang low
Swangin' lead from my forty-four
'cause you took my cash
One sight of abuse and I'ma whip yo' ***
C'mon man why you tryna rag?

Don't wanna let a *** off tha hook, wanna go by da book
Wen
wanna go by da book
Wen we both know in our eyes you da biggest crook
Stop actin' you know, you on tha powder
Punk ass probably sniff da dope by da ass
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
[mr. pookie]
Follow my wickedness, now can you picture this?
2 deadly crooks, went off tha hook,
Don smoked a blunt, I feel tha dizzyness
Twist yo
dope and some shoot it up in they veins
From the home of the game, jacking and cracking brains
Broadcasting live from tha block it's Lil' Wayne

(Nigga
Chorus:
Cleveland, city where tha st. clair thug chill
Come and kick it wit an clair playa

[flesh-n-bone]
Everybody when I said it stay off tha
wrong, settle I can be scandlous
By any necessary means,
Did I mention if you think you see me, wanna try
Hoppin off on yo ride and off on tha bird, tha
on tha stage an rock on in the petty shirt
Let it ruff, ooh
Feels like anotha' one
Who you be? Mr. Shystie
The one who make you frown up like the lemon
you know we gotz to blow
That peace pipe, peace pipe...

[Lil Russ]
Stop tha greed as i proceed to blaze
And recollect my thoughts, 'cause we livin in
featuring Tha Dogg Pound, Mr. Malik (Hershey Locc), Badass 



(Whats up Warren G?) 

what's happenin? I'm just chillin, you know 

Checkin
and lets go (what) 
What y'all niggas thank Wayne ain't bad 
Lil' baby boy thuggin' tote a K foe sag 
I be up in all black behind the ski mask 
Outside
listen to UGK
I'm finna flip her through traffic
With tha top back of tha donk
Girl I guarantee I can make you go numb numb numb numb
I got enough
mayne, I'm a hustler for real
Gotta get it while its good, ain't no time to wait
Its dangerous in my hood, with plenty money to make
I'm drinking
tha hell I'm gettin' home

Snap ya fingers! Do ya step!
You can do it all by yo' self!
Let me see you do it! Ay!
Let me see you do it! Ay!

Snap ya
[Mr. Pookie]
Destiny, now can you tell me wha's tha meanin
Where I'm goin in this life,its so trife,I get to skeemin and dreamin
Is thea a way I
dope and some shoot it up in they veins
From the home of the game, jacking and cracking brains
Broadcasting live from tha block it's Lil' Wayne

(Nigga
the west
Heard they gotta couple banks in town that ain't been held up yet
Well uh, I oughta make it by sundown
I figure that's enough time to get tha
Like ya just get cocked,
By them head got track,
Hit you with a gallaba treat like a virgin that wanna hit ya cherry mama,
I prefer tha white meat
Stay smoked out, Money Mark stay loched out
Bicardi wit tha chokes out, hollerin' folks out
When I go by hittin this, Slip-n-Slide ain't no forgettin'
tha hell I'm gettin' home

Snap ya fingers! Do ya step!
You can do it all by yo' self!
Let me see you do it! Ay!
Let me see you do it! Ay!

Snap ya