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in the prairie to die by a ranger's gun
Death's sharp sting did not trouble his chances for life were too slim
Where they were putting his body was all
How our fingers became intertwined
I knew, in my heart, that our chances were slim
But a gambler never gambles to be wise

Coo-coo coooo, coo-coo
is for debutantes and would be millionaires
Oh the East side is for lost boys who know their moves too well
The South side is for gamblers, Henry,
It was over a hundred years ago in eighteen sixty-one
It was in the town of St. Louis that old Stagger Lee was born
Stagger Lee was a gambler
on the thighs
Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
but that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard

He's going to end up, on the dirty
on the thighs
Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
but that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard

He's going to end up, on the dirty
from the toes
I do my dirt all by my lonely
C-Murder and Magic, hell yeah, them my motherfucking homies
So when shit get thick and foggy
And niggas wanna
leave us
Lo appropriate
Leave flash, pizzazz
A far bizarre
But naw, the blast magic fantasies
Speed off in the T-top
Where we got the mean lead

[Suede]
rag, gag almost hack of a lung
Like you picked up an axe up and then swung
Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans,
other n****s

[Magic]
What you aint heard boi I ride with these n****s
I die with these n****s
Do a drive by with my forty five cause I'm down with
Talking (Juvenile): Suga Slim Million Dollar spot

Verse 1: Juvenile

Wodie ask them motherfuckers how the CMB play it
Tanqueray and Alize it, take
Schnitzel, got socked in the jaw
By some sixties, I bombed back, the nigga pulled
Out a strap, said it's 6-0, I ducked then he missed me
Now I'm back
like Lil Wayne
Revisin' the game like king James
The heads turnin like slim thug chain
I'm bangin' hooks like sugar Shane
I'm thowed off like Major
off 
But Bob wouldn't knock it off cause he's crazy and off his rocker 
Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka 
You couldn't even take him to Dre's
off 
But Bob wouldn't knock it off cause he's crazy and off his rocker 
Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka 
You couldn't even take him to Dre's
off 
But Bob wouldn't knock it off cause he's crazy and off his rocker 
Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka 
You couldn't even take him to Dre's
knock it off cause he's crazy and off his rocker 
Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka 
You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a "Dr." 
He
knock it off 'cause he's crazy and off his rocker
Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka
You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a Dr.
He
make these n****s put his name on the wall
And everywhere I go, I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that n**** don't care
He'll have that red s***
by my lonely (all by my lonely)
See-murder and magic, hell yeah them my motherfuckin' homies
So when shit get thick and foggy
And niggas want to act
good
I'm off from token more like Masta Goden
I'm iceberg slim, cause I'm cool like that
I'm gee like that, a girl-handed gat
It ain't no thang for me
chances of losing is slim. 
Y'all talk that smack but copy-cat and do a movie like him. 
Yes sir my mob got that goodie, as if my group had a kid. 
We
from the toes
I do my dirt all by my lonely
C-Murder and Magic, hell yeah, them my motherfucking homies
So when shit get thick and foggy
And niggas wanna
Get ready (get ready), 
Back by popular demand (he's back) 
Snoop Dogg! (yo)

(One, two, check up)

One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
other n****s

[Magic]
What you aint heard boi I ride with these n****s
I die with these n****s
Do a drive by with my forty five cause I'm down with