Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow
I flow (flow) when I go (go) in flow mo (mo) - 4x

[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 [bad word] that's on the microphone
You shoulda known, you're [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] is up with this dumb [bad word] 
I'm packin' a nine most all of the time now back up [bad word] 
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 [bad word] 

I flow (flow) when I go (go) in flow mo (mo) - 4x

[Bizzy]
1-87 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 no limit that I'm brought right 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] the [bad word] the [bad word] the once again
And niggas they pick up the pen and they try to contend 'cause so hurt they when there's a MAC-10
It's blastin', pick up my gun and now [bad word] now from the assassin
Poppin' the clip and you askin' "Who in the [bad word] was that masked man?"
The [bad word] that pulled the trigga 'cause I'm slimmer they figured they bigger
But when you can see the real killer is peelin' your cap, [bad word] [bad word] #39; the pack
They step so pack the gat, tossin' ya life, I proceed with the murders, servin' off in a coffin
You're [bad word]  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 [bad word] 
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, 1-87 the weapon is kept and ya step and get learned a lesson
I grab my Smith & Wesson, for punks [bad word] 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 mo'

I flow (flow) when I go (go) in flow mo (mo) - 4x
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