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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

with bust Real niggas run the streets with they gats up Everything you got and owns getting' snatched up If you're my enemy, my energy, your rhymes are elementary Get lost

the 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

it well there's more green to burn than earn You know the saying man yo you live to learn [Chorus] [Mr. Cheeks] I like to be up on the low spit my flow

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

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

, 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

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