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
mess 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 rollin'
I'm on the low

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

finger up for the haters
Hope the hater isn't you
Super cool, real cool
You can like you gotta friend
But I ain't my money counter
And the reason I count again
You saw the
(Yeah)

I'm
Thinking everybody wanna take my
take my money out my account
'Cause my bank teller get motion
and forth, b-back and forth
From in the or right back in court

car built like a tank
And my built like a fort
Let's go to war, I ain't bush
I promise I'm gone be prepared
I ain't trusting my weapon 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 they really really
mess with 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 rollin'
I'm on the low

I hangin' with none of ya'll
Outcast [unverified]
Win the thing
Guard the
And all of you gon out

If you like it then peace out
Look and I see doubt
I been to get to the presidents
Like barrack is on dial
Yeah it's all me now

Don't want ya and don't ya
You don't grind and get to the
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 like stole visa
If it's at the top

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

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
mess 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 rollin'
I'm on the low

I be, lower than low
Light another I'm smoking the dro
Choking, looking, provoke him
And a drunk get popped and I'll open the do
Lungs full of smoke that slower than slow

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

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

Pull tram
Light blunt
it burn it
it up
my flow, I changed it up
Everybody grab gats

And hold em, load, em
Lock em, 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 your
See me

'Cause I winning
And these keep losing
Plus I'm, the pimp of the
Playas is and hos is choosing

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

Say really really fake
mess with 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 rollin'
I'm on the low