The crooked letter L to the Y the B, double O to the Y that's me
G'd up hoppin' out the ride with heat with a dime piece
Posted in the drivers seat, all yakked 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 [bad word] is a hood rat butt before I get raw
With a late night [unverified] for the manojae twah, I [bad word] 
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'
Y'all spit ish my way and your bound to fall
Witcha [bad word] on my [bad word] #39; out them drawers

Sly Boogy, that's my name and I came [bad word] the game
Oh yeah, spit flows that be off the chain now, the west coast
Ain't the same, I keep thuggin' it up west side ID that's what's up?
When I talk ish back it up, I'ma back it up, and try not to get gaffled
You and let the police snatch me up, I keep thuggin' it up

Sly to the the O O Y but O G's fa short, I'm gon' be high
With more trees to smoke, I don't see why the police should know
I'm on the lo tryin' to sneak the to, so the po po [bad word] 
Cease my do, hope they don't go loco and leave me broke in a choke
Hold For tryin' to squeeze my for ooh ooh, I'm 'bout

As trife as a nasty [bad word]  I'm checkin' the rear view for the black
And white with the big sirens and the flashin' lights, two drops
If I mean [unverified] 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 [bad word] back to school but all I wanna do is just act a fool

Sly Boogy that's my name and I came [bad word] the game
Oh yeah, spit flows that be off the chain now, the west coast
Ain't the same, I keep thuggin' it up west side ID that's what's up?
When I talk ish back it up, I'ma back it up, and try not to get gaffled
You and let the police snatch me up, I keep thuggin' it up

Sly Boogy, he so [bad word] good, most folks know he ain't
Know [bad word] good choke on smoke and we blow that wood
Post up low when we throw that kush, endo dro hypno and gin
Chop when I takes hypno and gin, oh no, you know
We gon' send, one mo, two mo, three mo gen

It's the big young haul with the massive [bad word] get this alcohol
Pass the blunt, I expose my drawers when I'm actin' up with
The thugs and a pause like that's 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, okay

Sly Boogy that's my name and I came [bad word] the game
Oh yeah, spit flows that be off the chain now, the west coast
Ain't the same, I keep thuggin' it up west side ID that's what's up?
When I talk ish back it up, I'ma back it up, and try not to get gaffled
You and let the police snatch me up, I keep thuggin' it up