Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin'

In the I'm peepin' 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 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' money mo' problems
What biggy said it look it true
to be my homeboy
But now I'm payed so they sue
My got jaguars
My garage look a zoo

Middle finger up for the
the hater here isn't you
Super cool, that's real
You can feel like you friend
But I ain't trusting my money
And that's the I count again
You saw the
(Yeah)

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

Candy car built like a
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 a spare

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

Say they really fake
Can't with 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' with none of
Outcast [unverified]
Win the thing
the family
And all of you gon out

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

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

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

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

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

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

How would a wood chuck chuck
If a wood chuck could chuck
Gripping on the
it turn it
Blow stack
I earned it it
another [unverified]

Pull another
Light another
Burn it it
it up
Hear my flow, I it up
Everybody grab gats

And em, load, sock em
Lock em, em
And aim it up
it up
Off in the sky
Catch me off in the ride

26
em defenseless
45 always tucked in the
Open eyes
See me

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

at all the hos you losing
Then at all the game I got
And you can me creepin' on the low low
Luda solo, beatin' the block

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

Say they 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 solo
I'm on the low