Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin'

In the streets I'm peepin'
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

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

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

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

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

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

Say really really fake
Can't with 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 rollin'
I'm on the low

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

If you don't like it peace out
Look and I see doubt
I known to get to the presidents
barrack is on speed dial
Yeah it's all me now

Don't want ya and need ya
You grind and get to the money
And you ain't I won't feed ya
I hangin' with no hater

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

(Top)
I'd rather be
'Cause the people to ya
The ones who guna do ya
Backstabbing me for a
I that I will lose no sleep
jenny crank can be your freak
But my bank account stay obese

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

Say really really fake
Can't with 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 rollin'

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

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

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

How much a wood chuck chuck
If a wood chuck chuck wood
on the wheel
Turn it it
Blow another
I it earned it
Blow [unverified]

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

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

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Leave em
45 tucked in the side
your eyes
See me

'Cause I keep
And these boys keep
Plus I'm, the pimp of the
Playas is hatin' and hos is

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

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

Say they really really
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 solo
I'm on the low

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