Bone Thugs-n-harmony - C Land I.A lyrics

[Bizzy Bone] We still from good ol' Cleveland IA We blast away, f** 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, f** scrapping [Bizzy Bone] Me and my militant minded thug-a** [put it on my thugs] mothaf**in' n***as Ya b**h-made mothaf**a! Let my n***as be n***as Figure mutiny on the bounty Ain't no scrutiny, you know how to call when you in the county b**h. 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 a** Pretty boy, you was a f*g I think he a f**in' 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 k**as got money for thuggin' n***as 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 n***a, 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 n***as better duck when I buck my tool n***a, 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 k**as way back Rollin' out, and our goal: to go tripple platinum T's, k**as 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 f** with the thugs Oh damn, you n***as got tons of swift Sharp like a double-edged machette We rollin' out, heated heavily Fifty calliburs and AKs No love for the mothaf**in' po po k** 'em all and piss on they f**in' 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 sh** Blow you away, put it on my thugs Put it on my thugs. Yeah, yeah [Chorus]