don t niggas don t wanna start shit buck buck to the bang sendin bullets to the brain nigga yeah a nigga that always at my city with me now who was that nigga they put in the plastic nigga that thought he could bang that nigga s stuck that nigga s blasted they got my man from the land never ran i step with deadly men if ya come a little bit closer i can turn you into sand now follow me now roll stroll down to cleveland we thuggin we theivin we put it in deep and the blood is seepin got niggas in alleys fuck niggas in badges we say bang eighty eight through ten five and clair st clair ain t shit to fuck with pumpin krayzie be bumpin dumpin the bloody body me never knew one that could flow with the tongue we comin to shoot up your posse my niggas they comin up out the woods to get the goods krayzie be thug and die that s from comin up in my hood we killers get a gat pap pap clack back me gun bust one they done cleveland is where we from hearts thugs have none hi tecs and khakis when jackin sawed off there s really no place to run niggas get vicious with my clique cause even the bitches carry guns hi tecs and khakis when jackin sawed off there s really no place to run niggas get vicious with my clique cause even the bitches carry guns soon as i hit the scene feelin for the pistol but i didn t have no gun come with original thugsta shit i be flippin it with me tongue nigga cleveland is the city where we come from and i show them hoes up outta the clair that thugs don t run from none follow rip one now on and on them definitely got me back and i m throwin up st clair thugsta niggas with or without my gat forever be ready to pull out me murder tools east 99 style fools me put it in mind on murderin you followin whenever me murderous trues niggas that claim to bang bang when it comes to slang thangs they do they know they cannot buck me one of em sure to slug me but they hope the thug i be bizzy better let em him be or they ll see nigga hangin swangin never to miss the biz is me  hi tecs and khakis when jackin sawed off there s really no place to run niggas get vicious with my clique cause even the bitches carry guns hi tecs and khakis when jackin sawed off there s really no place to run niggas get vicious with my clique cause even the bitches carry guns livin in the land of the heartless with a sawed off pump shootin craps hand on my strap roll thick cause they jack runnin up on the bone you needin to be pap pap soldier thugs be pumpin them slugs defendin they drugs when they roll up niggas be creepin up slow heavy packed with they gats and try to pull a hold up but nigga now hold on wanna test the bone the gauge is shown any is mind blown lookin down the barrel of this mossberg chrome to the dome bone clack back me gauge in a rage copper take these here rocks double glock my pistols be pumpin and buckin out shots whenever the trouble knocks steadily hittin me clean up get lit up for ready your soul to burn and i blow your shit up get em on the get up cause niggas must learn yearnin to earn cheese ready to die so niggas can t take these wantin to clock g s want to move keys not takin a loss on my green leaves please east nine nine crime finds mine strayin on this road to hell and prison walls testin balls for the cause gotta get that sale and bailin kickin up mud rollin i get with my thugs rippin apart shit so nigga don t start shit cause we kill in the land of the heartless die hi tecs and khakis when jackin sawed off there s really no place to run niggas get vicious with my clique cause even the bitches carry guns hi tecs and khakis when jackin sawed off there s really no place to run niggas get vicious with my clique cause even the bitches carry guns hi tecs and khakis when jackin sawed off there s really no place to run niggas get vicious with my clique cause even the bitches carry guns hi tecs and khakis when jackin sawed off there s really no place to run niggas get vicious with my clique cause even the bitches carry guns4