Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin' (solo)

In the I'm peepin' game
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 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

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

Middle up for the haters
Hope the hater isn't you
Super cool, that's real
You can feel you gotta friend
But I ain't trusting my counter
And that's the reason I count
You saw the
(Yeah)

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

car built like a tank
And my crib built a fort
Let's go to war, I George bush
I ya'll I'm gone be prepared
Cause I ain't trusting my weapon
And that's the reason I keep a

In the I'm peepin' 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'
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 hangin' with none of ya'll
like [unverified]
Win the grammy
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 all about me now

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

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

(Top)
I'd rather be
'Cause the closest to ya
The ones who guna do ya
Backstabbing me for a
I promise that I will no sleep
Cause jenny crank can be your
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 really really fake
mess with 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 be, creeping lower low
Light another blunt I'm the dro
Choking, looking, provoke him
And a drunk will get popped and open the do
Lungs full of smoke that slower than slow

Feel like I'm and there's nowhere to go
So I, pull out the bazooka
(Blah)
Put a fuckin' hole in the
Luda, I'm so dope wid the
fulla speakers, pocket fulla doe

How would a wood chuck chuck
If a wood chuck chuck wood
on the wheel
Turn it it
Blow stack
I earned it it
Blow amp

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

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Leave em
45 tucked in the side
your eyes
See me

I keep winning
And these boys keep
Plus I'm, the of the year
Playas is and hos is choosing

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 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'
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 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