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 fake
Can't with you no mo'
Closest 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 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

Mo' yeah mo' problems
What biggy it look like it true
Used to be my
But now I'm so they tryna sue
My got jaguars
My garage like a zoo

finger up for the haters
Hope the hater here you
cool, that's real cool
You can like you gotta friend
But I trusting my money counter
And that's the reason I again
You saw the
(Yeah)

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

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

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

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

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

I ain't hangin' with of ya'll
like [unverified]
Win the thing
Guard the
And all of you gon out

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

like I'm trapped and there's nowhere to go
So I, pull out the bazooka
(Blah)
Put a hole in the flo'
Luda, I'm so dope wid the
Trunk fulla speakers, fulla [unverified]

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

Pull another
another blunt
Burn it it
it up
Hear my flow, I it up
Everybody grab 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 tucked in the
Open eyes
See me

I keep winning
And boys keep losing
Plus I'm, the of the year
is hatin' and hos is choosing

Look at all the hos you
look at all the game I got
And you can catch me on the low low
ridin' solo, beatin' the block

In the streets I'm game
I can't 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 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