Testi:
Lost Boyz Spit Flow

[Mr. Cheeks] Word! Pretty Lou Mr.Cheeks Spigg Nice Big Things L.B.! [Chorus: Mr. Cheeks] We get dough Stay getting money from the way we spit flow Ain

, a nigga can't clone I'm a Southside Playa, Screwed Up Click mayn With a sick spit game, cause a nigga spit caine mayn I spit flames, like a human with

up got you lost on the sauce You ain't nothin' but crack, I supply all raw like them cars you saw bounce on Crenshaw Tell them Boyz in your Hood the same

None other than me, around town In the yellow Humvee, gun under my seat You don't want none of me, cause I'm the man You can't spit, like you lost just

got you lost on the sauce You ain't nothin' but crack, I supply all raw like them cars you saw bounce on Crenshaw Tell them Boyz in your Hood the same

get this cheddar nigga, make some The only muthafucka way to go, is gettin dough You get yours, how you gettin yours? I get my spit and flow These niggas

bust Real niggas run the streets with they gats up Everything you got and owns getting' snatched up [Verse 2] If you're my enemy my energy Your rhymes are elementary get lost

iron in you, like the center of Earth's curvature And make your block turn into the, border of Serbia My flow's dirtier than juiced-up players in baseball

in you, like the center of Earth's curvature And make your block turn into the, border of Serbia My flow's dirtier than juiced-up players in baseball