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Flow Flee

Ever since my early teens I've been a loc on these streets 'Gold is for 24 I go for broke on these streets My flow is a young Mike Tyson I put the hit

to do another homicide, in a pine box And I'm gone, nigga old glory I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Robert Horry If I do a murder, flee the murder scene

to do another homicide, in a pine box And I'm gone, nigga old glory I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Robert Horry If I do a murder, flee the murder scene

to take the mic flow Deadly, rock a head G, check the melody Niggaz can't touch me when I wreckin G you better flee Cause I'm gifted with a jab and a

and I won' stop (stop) I'm only 14 makin' more than yo pops I'm sayin' you alrady know what I'm about if you don't cover cause the dog is out yu can either flee

girl, let them hoes campaign Still without the bull, like Mike I got game You knew drop Cris, your mouth with no aim Stick that ice in champagne You don't know, I influenced your flow

that masturbate At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate I blasterate, and have you all running master gates And as for face clutching and touching the flows

alright That's how we do it, all the way from Strong Island to Chicago The type of freestyler flow Yeah, it's fluent, and we don't need to flow no more

am the streets [Ace Hood:] Hey knock knock Yee I'm knocking on the bench door Gimme the million dollars and I'm dropping off the cash flow See you ain