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 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 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

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

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

I'm
Thinking everybody wanna my riches
Can't my money out my account
my bank teller get motion sickness
Back and forth, and forth
From in the streets or 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 trusting my either
And that's the reason I keep a

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 fake
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 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 ain't hangin' with none of
like [unverified]
Win the thing
Guard the
And all of you gon out

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

Don't want ya and don't ya
You don't and get to the money
And you ain't I won't feed ya
I ain't hangin' no hater

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

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

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

Say really 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 rollin'
I'm on the low

I be, creeping lower low
Light another blunt I'm 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

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

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

Pull tram
another blunt
Burn it it
it up
Hear my flow, I it up
Everybody grab your

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

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Leave em
45 always in the side
Open eyes
See me

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

at all the hos you losing
Then 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 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 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