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 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

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

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

I'm
everybody wanna take my riches
Can't take my out my account
my bank teller get motion sickness
Back and forth, and forth
From in the streets or right in court

Candy car built like a
And my built like a fort
go to war, I ain't George bush
I promise ya'll I'm gone be
Cause I ain't trusting my either
And that's the reason I a spare

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

Say really really fake
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

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

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

Don't ya and don't 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 tryna my credit like stole visa
If lonely at the top

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

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

Say they really really
Can't mess 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 solo
I'm on the low

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

Feel like I'm trapped and nowhere to go
So I, just 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 could chuck wood
on the wheel
Turn it it
Blow another
I earned it it
Blow another

another tram
Light another
it burn it
it up
Hear my flow, I it up
grab your gats

And em, load, sock 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 eyes
See me

I keep winning
And these keep losing
Plus I'm, the of the year
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 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 rollin'
I'm on the low