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A.B. The Great One - Flow So Cold Lyrics



A.B. The Great One - Flow So Cold Lyrics
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I'm back trippin', not slippin', I'm grippin' sawed off
I get to spittin', you drippin', then you hauled off
They never listen, they itchin' to get it raw dog
You act like bitches, you snitchin', I hope you all fall
I'm never missin', I'm hittin' you like a golf ball
I never get a submission, my nigga nah-nah
Them bullets turnin', they twistin', I'm spittin', nigga, I'm vicious
I'm lickin' shots at them bitches, who can you call, call
F*ck cops, I bust shots or whatnot
They half-steppin', they reppin', my nigga what block
Soon as I brandish the weapon, I'm teachin' niggas a lesson
That you should change your profession before you touch glocks
While niggas stressin', I'm guessin' they need protection
They sweatin', I'm never lettin', I'm threatenin' me, I got buck shots
Niggas testin', I'm pressin', I'm smit and wesson
I'm somethin' that's unforgettable, wet him up at the bus stop
Mm-mm-mm, niggas are strange
I'm crazy deranged, I'm sick in the brain, I'm givin' them pain
I'm trippin' cause I'm livin' in vain, I'm slippin' again
I'm wired like I'm sniffin cocaine, I lit the propane
Niggas tryin' to mimic the game, no livin' for fame
They hopin' that my image'll change, I've been in the game
Matter of fact, I'm winnin' the game, nigga, let me take a minute to thank
Uh, uh
You want a war, then I'm sendin' the tank
I'm at home, dawg, I'm in my domain, you hustlin' for no gain
I'm playin' no games, I'm missin' no aim, I'm John Wick with the flame
When I'm grippin' the thing
This shit insane, shit, I'm sick of the game
These f*ck niggas ain't spittin' the same, they ain't livin' the same
They ain't givin' the same energy and they claim
They gave more to the game, you niggas lame
Everything froze cause the flow's so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow's so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow's so cold
Every-everything froze
Every-everything froze
Every-everything froze
Cause the flow's so cold
Flow's so cold
Flow's so cold
Flow's so cold
Flow's so cold
Every-everything froze
Cause the flow's so cold
I'm back at it like crack addicts
A rap habit, black magic
Reach in the hat, pull out black rabbits
I cap at you, I'm that savage
I'm Black Sabbath, laugh at it
I lay you back like a Craftmatic
You can have it if what you want is that static
When I murder you, all they gon' say is that's tragic
I be cappin' and strappin', you niggas nappin
I'm in the lab with a pad and I'm hand-craftin' another classic
Shit's drastic, tear these rappers like plastic
All these niggas be actin', more concerned with they fashion
Find a rapper to thrash him, bash him, then I trash him
Are you ready to die? The only question I ask him
Are you ready to fly? If so, then I'ma pass him
This could be a disaster, f*ckin round with the master
I'm loadin' the strap up, nigga, then I'ma blast ya
Faster than a nigga, give offerings to the pastor
Mm-mm-mm
Really, I'm killin' you niggas and I ain't feelin' you niggas
My flow cold you a little bit chilly, my nigga
I ain't from Philly, but I Gilley your niggas
Try me how, silly of niggas
I'm like really, my nigga, the hottest rapper in the city
My nigga, you sound shitty, my nigga
And I ain't givin' you no pity, my nigga
This shit'll be ugly, it ain't pretty, my nigga
You say you bigger, but really, who are you bigger than
Listen, man, I'm focused on bein' the bigger man
I can hit a man, just call me the trigger man
Or I can kill a man while never liftin' a hand
Y'all niggas got the game all f*cked up
Touch us and we'll drop bombs like Russia
Talkin' all that shit, nigga, what for
I do what I do and you know what the f*ck for
Everything froze cause the flow so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow so cold
Flow so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow so cold
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I'm back trippin', not slippin', I'm grippin' sawed off
I get to spittin', you drippin', then you hauled off
They never listen, they itchin' to get it raw dog
You act like bitches, you snitchin', I hope you all fall
I'm never missin', I'm hittin' you like a golf ball
I never get a submission, my nigga nah-nah
Them bullets turnin', they twistin', I'm spittin', nigga, I'm vicious
I'm lickin' shots at them bitches, who can you call, call
F*ck cops, I bust shots or whatnot
They half-steppin', they reppin', my nigga what block
Soon as I brandish the weapon, I'm teachin' niggas a lesson
That you should change your profession before you touch glocks
While niggas stressin', I'm guessin' they need protection
They sweatin', I'm never lettin', I'm threatenin' me, I got buck shots
Niggas testin', I'm pressin', I'm smit and wesson
I'm somethin' that's unforgettable, wet him up at the bus stop
Mm-mm-mm, niggas are strange
I'm crazy deranged, I'm sick in the brain, I'm givin' them pain
I'm trippin' cause I'm livin' in vain, I'm slippin' again
I'm wired like I'm sniffin cocaine, I lit the propane
Niggas tryin' to mimic the game, no livin' for fame
They hopin' that my image'll change, I've been in the game
Matter of fact, I'm winnin' the game, nigga, let me take a minute to thank
Uh, uh
You want a war, then I'm sendin' the tank
I'm at home, dawg, I'm in my domain, you hustlin' for no gain
I'm playin' no games, I'm missin' no aim, I'm John Wick with the flame
When I'm grippin' the thing
This shit insane, shit, I'm sick of the game
These f*ck niggas ain't spittin' the same, they ain't livin' the same
They ain't givin' the same energy and they claim
They gave more to the game, you niggas lame
Everything froze cause the flow's so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow's so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow's so cold
Every-everything froze
Every-everything froze
Every-everything froze
Cause the flow's so cold
Flow's so cold
Flow's so cold
Flow's so cold
Flow's so cold
Every-everything froze
Cause the flow's so cold
I'm back at it like crack addicts
A rap habit, black magic
Reach in the hat, pull out black rabbits
I cap at you, I'm that savage
I'm Black Sabbath, laugh at it
I lay you back like a Craftmatic
You can have it if what you want is that static
When I murder you, all they gon' say is that's tragic
I be cappin' and strappin', you niggas nappin
I'm in the lab with a pad and I'm hand-craftin' another classic
Shit's drastic, tear these rappers like plastic
All these niggas be actin', more concerned with they fashion
Find a rapper to thrash him, bash him, then I trash him
Are you ready to die? The only question I ask him
Are you ready to fly? If so, then I'ma pass him
This could be a disaster, f*ckin round with the master
I'm loadin' the strap up, nigga, then I'ma blast ya
Faster than a nigga, give offerings to the pastor
Mm-mm-mm
Really, I'm killin' you niggas and I ain't feelin' you niggas
My flow cold you a little bit chilly, my nigga
I ain't from Philly, but I Gilley your niggas
Try me how, silly of niggas
I'm like really, my nigga, the hottest rapper in the city
My nigga, you sound shitty, my nigga
And I ain't givin' you no pity, my nigga
This shit'll be ugly, it ain't pretty, my nigga
You say you bigger, but really, who are you bigger than
Listen, man, I'm focused on bein' the bigger man
I can hit a man, just call me the trigger man
Or I can kill a man while never liftin' a hand
Y'all niggas got the game all f*cked up
Touch us and we'll drop bombs like Russia
Talkin' all that shit, nigga, what for
I do what I do and you know what the f*ck for
Everything froze cause the flow so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow so cold
Flow so cold
Every-everything froze cause the flow so cold
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Writer: Dexter Brown
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Performed By: A.B. The Great One
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Dexter Brown

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