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Übersetzung: Juwel. Blume.
jewelers want to make my things I'm so so hot even if there was a change The best jewelers want to make my things College drop out with an ice cold flow
causin damage on our quest for cabbage They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it Most wanted by the population murdered you for it Exploit your weakness revenge flow
for some real shit. Then catch a funkdified batch. Like that!! Oakland's on the map. Tupac is on the big screen strivin. Gotta love a nigga for survivin. I wear alot of old schools jewels
I'm still on the grind Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go [Chorus] (2x) [Bridge] My flow
up on 'em sinners, no (Hell no) (You should be here) Walkin' the track, Grain Hill, sleeves, snow Anythinh to speed up the process of the cash flow (gotta
prevent catchin' the cases Races, in the faces, hall at you laces This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this [Verse 1] The only thing hotter than my flow
clap him, I gave him my word Look at his head its still shakin he had alot of nerve (chorus) (Jadakiss sample: If it wasn't for the flow I'd probably
shorty said she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow (Uh hun) Her girlfriend wanna get by/bi, and they ready to go (OKAY!) [Chorus x2] [Bridge: 50 Cent] My flow
I'm that girl wearing chanel pearls, Chandeliers in my ears from Bailey Bank and Biddle Ya feelin my style, ya feelin my flow Hair sheek, smells sweet, like flow to flow
you wanted to do is talk well the talk is no good to me, because you never walked the walk wait how can you say this after had been through you're my flower
night night bed time. Make your hands tounch your ankles [x11] [Verse 2:] Flow sick I need a mothafuckin' ambulance Big knot so my jeans look like hammer pants Flow
hustle from ghetto to ghetto In a 4.6 Range Rov Canarie Yellow and metal Muzzle to muzzle for hit movement I'm a stop ya blood flow if ya try to stop
Whatta you feel, when you're lookin' in the closet And the gat's gone, and so is your cellular phone? Whatta you know? I took your loot and the jewels
clubs, an' the jeeps an' the after hours Fools on the street wanna feel the funk Lookin for the 'skunk' that's what'cha want Ya betta, sit back and let the track flow
time to return the crown Who want it? Tuck your chain, we're due coming Renegades that'll peel you back like new hundreds Bet your jewels on it, you don
