Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin'

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 really
Can't mess you no mo'
Closest 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

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

Middle up for the haters
the hater here isn't you
Super cool, that's 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
Thinking everybody wanna take my
Can't take my out my account
'Cause my bank get motion sickness
Back and forth, and forth
in the streets or right back in court

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

In the I'm peepin' 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

I ain't hangin' none of ya'll
Outcast [unverified]
Win the thing
Guard the
And all of you gon out

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

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

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

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

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

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

How much a wood chuck chuck
If a chuck could 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
Everybody your gats

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

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

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

Say they really really
Can't mess 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