Above the Law, Dr. Dre - Flow On (Move Me No Mountain) lyrics

Hey yo, check this out, y'all
Since we almost at the last song
Won't y'all kick some of
That fly-ass gangsta shit?

Alright once again, a black nigga named KMG
And now it's time to drop
Some real pimpin' shit
Knowledge it, 'cause we livin' like hustlers
Comin' from USC for those that don't know
That's the University of South Central
So bless the 40oz
'Cause this is somethin' to jump on
Well, you can drink whatever
Like I said before
Ain't nuthin' changed but the weather
'bout to take you to a
Higher plateau of hustlers
Hustlers beyond control
Homies ranchin', rollin' nationally
Clockin' hoes we was there when the pimpin'
Shit was put down yo, 187
(What's up, man?) yo, this shit is flowin'
(Muthafuckin' right, it is)
Yeah, let's take our time and do
It the way a player would (Alright)
Okay!

Here we go, flowin' on and on
Well since we do it so well
That's the name of the song
Let's break it down
We're rollin' nationally, clockin' hoes
Well, just to turn 'em into freaks
But if they turn to foes we don't need 'em
We know too many backstabbers now
In our face they say they're with it
Behind they back they put us down
And try to clown, a player like me
187 from 'Mona and my homie the rancher from
The city of Toners
I hit a corner, 'cause they ballers in LA
We give our props to the homies
That be clockin' on the Trey
They sayin', "What's up, G's
Tell me what's happenin'
I heard you're clockin' dollars
But you're still out there rappin'"
You should know, it's my cash flow
Now I'm just hangin'
With these beats called dope and
These rhymes that I'm slangin'
That are so fly, we can't deny, we must reply
If we twist it in two zags
We can all get high
Off this shit, it's so legit
Label it Chronic
'Cause if our rhymes was a robot
They'd all be Bionical
Get up, and get with it, if not
We feel we're owin'
Throw your hands in the air while we keep on
Flowin'

Yo KMG, I think we got 'em locked on
See, flowin' is a art from
The heart of a player
So we gon' do the next one like this, man

People say we have such strange vocabulary
To define these words you
Need a underground dictionary
Plus trey lifetimes of the
Inner city knowledge
And to get this, boy, you see
You can't go to college now see
You gotta be around when the shit goes down
Not only spectatin', man
You gotta throw down
Yeah, and chuck 'em in a bottle
Like if you were at Caesars
Or maybe over somethin' like
Money and skeezers
That's why we got this rule: first come
First serve
And if you don't know the meaning
Just listen to the words
I'm sayin', I don't be playin'
When I'm housin' the scene
I keep my Locs on
Because I know you gon fiend
But I take them off
It's just because I'm scrappin'
But I put 'em back on
As I commence to rappin' well, we do a show
Rock the house and get paid
Take a bitch to the mote, then get laid
Send her home with a smile
'cause it's worth her while
She to the homies how she did
It and she went the mile
I'm talkin' whole nine yards
If you can understand
'Cause I'm a playin' muthafucka
And I'm in demand so flow on

See untouchable players in effect
Makin' all the big pay-offs
Callin' all the shots ballin'
Punishin' punk muthafuckas on the 12-gauges
I call on K-oss
Knowledge Over Sucker-Spinners
Dopeness jumpin' off
Gots to be platinum-bound
OG g-O, a mack, a arson
A chiller and a killer
A double dose of the mega-flex
Like all you G's that think
You're niggas with attitudes
You ain't got it like that
'Cause Ruthless done fixed that
(Hey yo, what happened to peace?) fuck peace
I'm outta here