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
Перевод: The Gun Club. Текущий.
the blow on my clothes Like crispy cream I was cooking them o's Like horseshoes I was tossin them o's Time to re-up gotta recycle the flow Im emotional
times in the same spot (Ow!) I think I got a generation brainwashed to pop pills and smoke pot til they brains rot (uhh-oh) Stop they blood flow until
Yeah, yeah, violater the album Go, go, go!! [l boogie] This is for my mob and my thug niggas Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website violate the club
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, we threw a brick
my niggas gettin' money capitalize Die little small guy, we on the rise Everything a nigga touch platinumize Fully equipped, you know we come wit' all the supplies Got a big gun
the squad in the place ya'll Buck wild for all of my people who don't care Lost like a bunch of black millionaires Makin ya run, me and my gun Stackin
hood up if you representin' [Verse 1: Chingy] Gangsta as a Cadillac DeVille wit fo's This for all my thundercats that feel my flow To slang weight, my
the top Where the sun roof used to be I could see y'all not used to me Nigga flows like none other I'm the meanest, toughest Don Dutta, the gun butcha
morning Def Jam nigga, Redman nigga, Doc Fuck ya momma on my sweat band nigga You tough guys will get smacked in the club With the gun I bought from Mack in the club
They some dictionary rappers, they just spittin' the norm You supposed to know the La Costra Nostra flow I did it, cause I lived it, you can quote the flow
Hollywood Cole? I’m with Marley G, bro Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I wanna tell you something that you prolly should know This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow
, baby, I’m back in this bitch, flow is crazy, It’s so amazing, I done did it, we, had non wit it, b, sons, tounge runs vividly, I tounge-gun critics
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
