Luyện nghe bài hát Creep

Creep, creep,
Catch them theyre sleep
Empty every shell from your
Knock them off their

These streets that we maneuver through, ain't you familiar to
Don't talk it out, you, walk it out at your funeral
Cold blooded, black hearted, Black Knight and Ballin'
Black Christmas, be all in your crib with my callin

Even if you street then we creepin', it ain't no secret
Delete you with big toast, roast you when it heat ya
Off whiskey, pop up and that ass like Bob Digi
Crisis the sharpshooter, I'ma lay 'em down

One shot, guns pop in the streets of
That's why some keep shit off safety
Others keep they cocked
Ready to blow, ready to go, in the hole
And if a nigga ready to retire, we retiring his

Creep, creep,
Catch while theyre sleep
Empty every from your clip
them off their feet

Aiyo, I woke up hungry day
Till I learn to do the hustle which and every way
The Compton niggas hit the Chevy the K
And the apple tray she gets heavy in L.A.

Track died, Mack cried
Once we start banging again then he did a back
I was in with the sun, star, moon
Eddie shot up thirty niggas in the bar over

The full of Crips
AK's, four-fives, mac-11's, full of clips, Long
Young hogs wit they full of chips
If any, not many, scholarships

Pulp Fiction, driving in car without permission
With a video vixen, giving me head like Clinton
Got a drug addiction, pop pills with no
Stuck in the rehab, the man with bad intentions

Truly I'm the one the West is really
Your shit is garbo', I kill you off with one
The rap apprentice, with a little sack of new
Don't and I Jimmy off your head like a henchman

Creep, creep,
Catch while theyre sleep
Empty shell from your clip
Knock off their feet

Squeeze, squeeze,
them Swiss cheese
Empty every shell from clip
Knock them off feet

You wanna feel the I pull the flame out
Make a boy, blow your brains out
Watch me step out the cribby with the chain out
Leaving blood on shirt, you can't get the stain out

In a big body truck my hair as a fuck
tucked under the seat plus a hottie in the truck
Get wizes, get these digits, get my ninjas back in business
All you suckas get the

You don't work like you broke and keep AK's like I'm
I be, that dough, like the Pillsbury Doughman
Bobby, covered in ice like Frosty the Snowman
You suckas is useless like old New tokens

Front on the Bobby D, watch how body bleed
You ain't worth the weight of a grain a poppy seed
your brain rupture, decompose your frame structure
MC's when they hear the name of us

Puffin' Eastwood stogies, swinging Tiger Woods
The mic is my co-d, the pen is a
No jail cell can hold me, Zodiac can't me
King Tech scratch the like he caught poison ivy

Compton's you can find me in the hood, so grimy
Run laps on these tracks, it's a fact, you can me
Ready, set, go, I let the, tech
Rugged Monk kill a track at any

simple, we usually take all niggas garments
Spot them busters, blockade they apartment
It's over, foreclosure, your shit is shut
when you sleep and squeeze the four pound

Creep, creep,
Catch them while theyre
Empty every shell from your
Knock them off their

Squeeze, squeeze,
Make Swiss cheese
every shell from your clip
Knock them off their