Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin'

In the streets I'm peepin'
I trust you, no no
All up in my mayne
I on the low low

Say they really really
mess with you no mo'
Closest people to you
So I be rollin'

I'm on the low low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be rollin'

I'm on the low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low

Mo' money yeah mo'
What biggy said it look like it
to be my homeboy
But now I'm so they tryna sue
My garage got
My garage look a zoo

Middle up for the haters
Hope the hater isn't you
Super cool, real cool
You can feel you gotta friend
But I ain't my money counter
And the reason I count again
You saw the
(Yeah)

I'm
Thinking everybody wanna take my
Can't take my out my account
'Cause my teller get motion sickness
Back and forth, and forth
in the streets or right back in court

Candy car like a tank
And my crib built like a
Let's go to war, I George bush
I promise I'm gone be prepared
Cause I ain't trusting my either
And the reason I keep a spare

In the streets I'm game
I can't you, no no
All up in my bigness
I on the low low

Say they really fake
Can't with you no mo'
people to you hate
So I be solo

I'm on the low low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be rollin'

I'm on the low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low

I ain't hangin' with none of
like [unverified]
Win the thing
Guard the
And all of you gon out

If you don't it then peace out
around and I see doubt
I been known to get to the
Like barrack is on dial
it's all about me now

Don't ya and don't need ya
You don't and get to the money
And you ain't hungry I won't ya
I ain't with no hater

No faker, no
I knew it big and they say did
And tryna take my like stole visa
If it's at the top

(Top)
I'd rather be
'Cause the people to ya
The who guna do ya wrong
me for a broad
I promise that I will no sleep
Cause jenny crank can be freak
But my bank account gone obese

In the streets I'm game
I trust you, no no
All up in my bigness
I on the low low

Say they really fake
Can't with you no mo'
Closest people to you
So I be rollin'

I'm on the low low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be rollin'

I'm on the low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low

I be, lower than low
another blunt I'm smoking the dro
Choking, looking, never him
And a will get popped and I'll open the do
Lungs full of smoke that slower than slow

Feel like I'm trapped and nowhere to go
So I, just pull out the
(Blah)
Put a fuckin' hole in the
Luda, I'm so wid the flow
Trunk fulla speakers, fulla [unverified]

How much a wood chuck chuck
If a wood chuck chuck wood
on the wheel
Turn it it
another stack
I it earned it
Blow another

Pull another
another blunt
Burn it it
it up
Hear my flow, I it up
Everybody your gats

And hold em, load, em
em, cock em
And aim it up
it up
Off in the sky
Catch me rollin' off in the

26
em defenseless
45 always in the side
Open your
See me

'Cause I winning
And these boys keep
I'm, the pimp of the year
Playas is and hos is choosing

at all the hos you losing
Then at all the game I got
And you can me creepin' on the low low
Luda ridin' solo, the block

In the streets I'm game
I trust you, no no
All up in my mayne
I on the low low

Say they really fake
Can't mess you no mo'
people to you hate
So I be rollin'

I'm on the low low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low

on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low