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Krayzie:
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 the 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 (want to) die--that's from comin' up in my hood. we killas. get a gat, pap, pap, clack back me gun,
Bust one, they done. cleveland is where we from. hearts--thugs have none.
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off, there's really no place to run.