Flowing, oh, I'm flowing There was lies and fires in the hills Down the living streets Their smoke blows back my memories Flowing, they are flowing Flowing
Preklad: The Gun Club. Tečúca.
raw shit Picture that while I spit anthrax On your cd, tape, and wax so stand back You don't really wanna jump the gun In the airless flow with punctured
just came to party, Don't you wait for the past, just... And when we start going in this club You go start coming out the club. My club is...full! I
a dungeon dragon Still king of the flow, while my mink be draggin' I said I'm sick with the flow, stick a dick in ya hoe Make them shut down the club
Marley Gee, bro Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I want to tell you something that you prolly should know This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow
knows that, keeps a gat Works much plastic, always stays on phat She said she loves me Looks deep in my eyes, sometimes cries, all lies She only loves my cash flow
bentley got the 20 inch crome ya heard me? you could get in but don't touch the phone ya heard me? money come money go i know but everytime i flow it'
t make me numb Rockin' wit a swagger like I got an eight-feet gun And my flow be colossal 'cause I spit the impossible Whether with rhythm or any tibble
we lettin' muthafuckas know Everybody on the floor And this ain't no goddamn joke Nigga, break yourself or get broke All I want is the money my cash flow
P at the club, niggas scared to let they lady go Foot Locker 4 for 20's Coulda had her some jeans, Nike Airs, I keep all my money Still slide out the club
beginning la la la la la la la la la and thats what im gonna do girls flip out when we hit the club and get turned out when we leave the club and scream
that's me (Yep) I'm in that drop lookin' Flizziyy (Fly) So many gorillas wit guns They think I'm T.I. What up man? I'm in the club going strong with
Halle Barry Yep that's me (yep) I'm in that drop lookin Flizziyy (fly) So many gorillas wit guns They think im T.I. What up man? I'm in the club going
t found that power plus they couldn't spit fire if they found that flower Cowards, know the toys bust loco While they tryin to dap my hand like the Boy's Club
gangstas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin' Gangsta as a Cadillac DeVille wit fo's This for all my thundercats that feel my flow To slang weight
here we blow treez Hey yo, move out, roll in Haters out, **** in Walk in the club, low brim Hanging out like clothes pins I hustle flow, do my show
