The crooked letter L to the y the b

double o g to the y thats me

g'd up hoppin out the ride with heat

with a dime piece posted in the drivers seat

all yaked up

twistas on my feet

with some kush wrapped up in a swisha sweet

got the hood jacked up since i hit the streets

all i really need to make the mix complete

is a hood rat butt

before i get raw

with a late night (--)

for the manojae twah

i wont come cheap no not at all

slang a elbow a week so that i can brawl (oh yeah)

Smoke weed drink alcohol

every day all day i be clownin yall

spit ish my way and ur bound to fall

witcha bitch on my nuts comin out them drawers



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Sly boogy thats my name(uh huh)

and i came to run the game (oh yeah)

spit flows that be off the chain

now the west coast aint the same (i keep thuggin it up)

Westside I.D thats whats up (thats whats up)

when i talk ish back it up (ima back it up)

and try not to get gaffled u

and let the police snatch me up

(i keep thuggin it up)



Sly to the b the o

o g y but o g's fa short

im gon be high with more trees to smoke

i dont see why the police should know (na uh)

im on the d lo tryin to sneak the to

so the po po wont come sease my do

hope they dont go loco and leave me broke

in a choke hold 4 tryin to squeeze my 4 (oooh ooooh)

im bout as trife as a nasty dyke

im checkin the rear view for the black n white

with the big sirens and the flashin lights

two drops if i mean (--)pack the pipe(iight)

all my school to the afternoon

sippin booze with a crew that be clappin tunes

i need to take my black ass back to school

but all i wanna do is just act a fool (whoo)



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Hook X1

Sly boogy he so damn good...

most folks know he aint know damn good...

choke on smoke and we blow that wood

post up low when we throw that kush

endo dro hypno and jin

chop when i takes hypno and jin

oh no u kno we gon send

1 mo 2 mo 3 mo gen



Its the big young haul with the massivecuts

come get this alcohol, pass the blunt

i expose my drawers when im actin up

with the thugs and a pause like thats the cut

you can catch me in the jam with some caps to bust

in the back with some cats that will stab you up

with a fat money stack livin lavey lush

sly boogy young ghetto fabulous (ok)



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