Little else on Watch Us Roll, however, bounces as high as those two cuts -- and how could it? "Boodie Bounce" sets an aggressively brittle Detroit techno beat under a mushmouthed "country" rap that delivers a single repetitive line as annoyingly catchy as any schoolyard taunt. "Cleveland Shuffle" is equally rudimentary, laying a "Do the Hustle"-style chant over a wholesale sample of "Billie Jean," a surefire combination so artless that the writing credits go solely to "M. Jackson." Of course, there's nothing particularly "Cleveland" about this shuffle, nor about this CD. Despite the local focus, these techno-rap tracks suggest that Cleveland is at best a stylistic crossroads, not a point of creative origin. And no one on the crew has the necessary smoothness of a Nelly -- or roughness of a Mystikal -- to go national, either. Of course, that won't stop local women from following every brazenly lurid suggestion these boys can come up with. Cleveland rolls, too, you know.
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