Luyện nghe bài hát Creed

Feel good when money up
Stuffin' pockets with hundred bucks
I sit back and roll up the
I swear that they believe
I'm sprayin' my with Creed
100 bitches the breeze
Got the in my jeans
Got the money in my

1]
I was on the curbs
These bitches on my nerves
My shooters ready to purge
I did it, I whip it and
Crime pay all my
[?] next to me
I know that you stand next to me
I that you wantin' the recipe
I was rollin' with
I was just through the trenches
I was cookin' in the
Made a junkie cookin'
But you know I ain't trippin', you gotta see my vision
Yeah, they talkin' like this you stand in the kitchen
I know you niggas really
I know you wanna me slippin'
I you wanna see me fall off
But you see me in a new

Feel good your money up
your pockets with hundred bucks
I sit and roll up the trees
I swear that they didn't
I'm sprayin' my body with
100 bitches feel the
Got the in my jeans
Got the money in my

Got the in my jeans
Got the in my jeans
Got the money in my
Got the money in my
I'm sprayin' my body Creed
Know these feel the breeze
Got the in my jeans
Got the money in my

2: Pusha T]
Invitation to The House
Cops ran in my white
Blowbama Obama
History you can't
pull your bikes out
Mafia 3-6
I can sell it for the 30
Cut the up with the remix
be talkin' at the [?]
I can tell you the G6
They can tell you when the drought
I can tell you when the hit
did I own a V6
Shit, I in the V8
You was cool sellin' 8Balls, my phone chirp when need weight
Call the when I need faith
Call your bitch when I face
Platinum on the dealer tag, Ferrari wagon got knee space
Campbell, if you need bass
Bench pressing like I weight
'Case the FED's retrace, it was all done on my pre-paid
Yea

Feel good when money up
Stuffin' your pockets with bucks
I sit back and roll up the
I swear that they didn't
I'm sprayin' my with Creed
100 bitches the breeze
Got the in my jeans
Got the in my jeans