Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow.

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I flow, when I go, and flow mo' (4 X)

Layzie
Layzie Bone is in tha house I'm gettin it started up and it's my part ah tha cut to let ya know that tha harder ya nut tha harder ya stuff. I get tha guage, and let it blast until ya shot. And then ya drop ya prop so now I got ta freak a block, I'm brakin I'm takin I'm makin I'm fakin I'm shakin 'em out, somethin height I rocks tha mic, iz I'm hype, I love ta write so don't you bite yeah. I'm tha Bone, tha niggaz on the microphone, ya should'a known, ya fuckin wit me yeah it's on. Cuz I got Krayzie, and Bizzy Bone without a doubt, Wish Bone and my bigga brotha Stan Howse. So call ya posse you gon need 'em wit tha Bonez approachin, cuz I be doin it flow motion

Wish
We neva get caught, whenever we run, because we throw bolo. I hockin 'em up, and struckin 'em up, to keep up me flow mo. You step and you stuck, now what in tha fuck is up with this dumb shit. I'm packin a nine, wuz all ah that dime, now back up nigga. I'm 'loud to load tha clout because I might go psycho, from drinkin that cisco, and poppin my pistol. You claimin to get rough, I'm callin ya bluff, so what's up sucka. I'm callin my nigga to get on them tricks, it's quicka than a mothafucka

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Bizzy
A 187 a lesson, foe niggaz who think they get with the Bone, but weapon and steppin n trenchin, so gimme tha gat and poppin and showin us. Nothin flow like flow mo. I pull with tha bolo, neva go solo, time and time again they comin at me but stook 'em so so. No no, cuz I don't think that Biz will eva back down, you cross ah wiz so you sink, then you chill in the background. I'm fakin 'em like no lil' bitch and I know 'em ain't on my level, let's meet at the cemetery and oh don't forget tha shovel (I'm diggin a ditch) foe tha suckaz who thought that they could fade me, chillin with my fuckin niggaz Layzie and Krayzie. They guage be frontin at yo temple in ah land, while at tha lo and multi I O N.

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Krayzie
Well it's tha nigga tha nigga tha nigga that once again, and niggaz that been in tha pen and tryin to get two but see all that they win is a mac-10, is blastin, pullin me gat and I'm runnin up on the assassin, pumpin tha clip and you askin, who went off wit that masked man. Tha nigga can pull tha trigga cuz um some ah them think that they bigga but when you can see that we killaz and pealin ya cap, no it's me nigga that runnin tha pack and step so pack tha gat, cuz see ya lika ah receive ah tha murda so you off in a coffin you fucked, because you neva say heard that I buck, so don't think you runnin when I go my ceilin I'm feelin it winnin and feelin ya pain, when I go insane, and now that he thought he could test he get brain. There's neva anotha to go wit a brotha I'm smotherin sucka been goin to cover we leave him and kill us and goin to get temple but who wuz tha sucka that squirreled on him murda well 187 the word'd be scriptin and steppin to get learned to get lesson, I grab me Smith & Wesson, supposed to run tha testin. So punks, get ready to drop, cuz I'm on a roll and you'll get smoked and, I'm kickin that gansta switches givin 'em mo ah tha flow motion.

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