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Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow,

flow

I flow (flow) when I go (go) in flow

mo

[Layzie]

Layzie Bone is in the house

I'm gettin it starrrted up

And it's my parrrt of the cut to let

you know

That the (harrrder not to haul),

you're stuck

I get the gauge, and let it blast

And get you shot, and then you

drop

You're popped, so now I got to free

the block

I'm breakin' 'em, takin' 'em, makin'

'em

Fakin' 'em, shakin' 'em off

To a new height, I rocks the mic,

yes I'm hype

I love to write, so don't you bite

Yeah, I'm the Bone, that nigga

That's on the microphone

You shoulda known, you're fuckin

with me

Yeah, it's on

Cause I got Krayzie and Bizzy Bone

without a doubt

Wish Bone, and my bigger brother

Stan Howse

So call your posse

You gonna need 'em when the

Bone's approachin'

Cause I be doin a flow motion

[Wish]

We never get caught whenever we

run

Because we throw bolo

I'm hypin' 'em up, and strikin' 'em

up

To keep 'em in flow mo

You step and you're stuck

Now, what in the fuck

Is up with this dumb shit?

I'm packin' a nine most all of the

time

Now back up bitch

I'm locked down all the time

because

I might go psycho, for drinkin' that

Cisco

And poppin' my pistol, you're

claimin you're rough

I'm callin' your bluff

So, what's up, sucka?

I'm callin' my niggas, pullin' them

Triggas quick in the mutha fucka

I flow (flow) when I go (go) in flow

mo

[Bizzy]

A 187, A lesson for niggas who

think they get with the Bone

The weapon is kept in a trench and,

so gimme the gat

At once you're shown there's

nothing flow like flow mo

I roll with the Bone, no never go

solo

Time and time again, think I'm

gonna need for smoke 'em

So, so, no, no, cause I don't think

that

Biz will ever back down, you cross

our ways

So you sing, then you chill in the

background

I'm psycho and like Michael no-one

on my level

Let's meet in the cemetery

And no, don't forget the shovels

(Layzie: I'm diggin a ditch]

For the sucka who thought that

they could fade me

Chillin with my nigga Wish, Layzie

and Krayzie

The gauge be pointed at your

temple in our land

My F-L-O-M-O-T-I-O-N can

Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow,

flow, flow...

[Krayzie]

Well it's the nigga the nigga the

nigga the once again

And niggas they pick up the pen

and they try to contend

Cause so (?) when there's a MAC-10

It's blastin', pick up my gun

And now you're running now from

the assassin

Pumpin' the clip and you askin'

"Who in the fuck was that masked

man?"

The nigga that pulled the trigga

Cause I'm slimmer they figured

they bigger

But when you can see the real killer

is peelin' your cap

Nigga that's runnin' the pack

They step so pack the gat, tossin' ya

life

I proceed with the murders, servin'

off in a coffin

You're fucked, because your niggas

They heard that I buck

So don't think you'll win when I got

my steel

And I'm feelin it, when you feelin' a

pain

Well, like I'm insane

And know I can throw the gauge if

you complain

There's never another to go with a

brother

While smutherin' suckers been

goin' undercover

We leave 'em in gutters, ain't going

to get caught

But who was the sucka that's

squealed on a murder?

Well, 187 The weapon is kept and

ya step and get learned a lesson

I grab my Smith & Wesson

For punks that run to test

And so punks get ready to drop

Cause I'm on a roll and you'll get

smoked

And I'm kickin a gangsta twist

Let's keep 'em moving in flow

motion