] Nigga we doin this shit from Cleveland to LA nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it Thug Luv nigga what time is it yo I don't give a f**k
, everybody Everybody forgotten about me (My nigga) Will I ever, ever, ever, be free? It's Bun B, the nigga Mr. Swisher, and Mr. Flows Mr. Brick, Mr.
the zoo in a candy sto' Alligator on the flo' with a candy do' Can't stand me no 'cause I'm havin' dough I keep a tune on me just like a mechanic flow
your disc was pitiful I'm critical-nigga I ride around and housin' My records doin' millions you barely clock a hundred Thousand I clock more dough plus do more shows You brag on tight flows
' if you got it But you like a bitch with no ass, you ain't got shit Motherfucker I'm ill, not sick And I'm o.k., but my watch sick Yeah my drop sick
is how far you wanna go Then you over slap it slam it like a Maserati go Heard you got that dynamo, yeah that aqua feeling flow Shit I flow like water
car in neutral let it roll back Big A.K. tied to the ski rack, brick a 100 pack Sold off sheet rock, 2 gunz up bitch that's D-Block My flow pretty like
out, you could put me in ya hair Perm like bars, burn like scars, cooked up flow in a Pyrex jar Naw, I ain't the millennium raw, Kool G or K.R I'm just
hammer light, titanium I'll put 3 in ya cranium Like pop, pop, pop Cannot stop Now bring it back It used to be 500 k in the closet Now it's a couple
heat making beats in my apron you hating and you want to erase it close your eyes when you know you can?t take it my flow interrupts your homeostasis
out of yours and all into mine Lights and stars is all intertwined And I'm feeling like Malcolm looking all out the blinds Any means, any means And you can do anything, anything And the flow
out and we gonna do this till they kicken us out caz this is hip hop baby I'm gonna take you to the tip top baby pharell lady your like what da f**k
was hell 300 K thanks to digital scales Eggshell whites, had them boys on my tail The truth out, now you don't have to question what I sell Far as the fucking flow
you from Zaccka [Guerilla Black + (Beanie Man Ad-Libs)] I'm strictly business, just like E-P-M-B I'm B-L-A-C-K from the C-P-T (Beeyaaa!) Were they
accounts Life as a young nigga with loot don't count Life as a young nigga with loot turned out You know it ain't nothin' to it but to do it Flow like
some kicks Oh, give it now, kicks Yeah, need some kicks Yeah, need some k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k, kicks Oh, give it me now, now Kicks, kicks,
all, you need me) Yung Berg and the Twista and I'll vouch for him, that's me Could spit it just so I could spit it Flow a just so could flow a, fuck