Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin' (solo)

In the streets I'm game
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

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

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

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

Candy car built a tank
And my crib like a fort
Let's go to war, I George bush
I ya'll I'm gone be prepared
I ain't trusting my weapon either
And that's the I keep 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 they really really
Can't mess 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 ain't hangin' with none of
like [unverified]
Win the grammy
the family
And all of you gon out

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

Don't ya and don't need ya
You don't grind and get to the
And you ain't hungry I won't ya
I hangin' 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 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 crank can be your freak
But my bank account stay obese

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

Say really 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 be, creeping than low
another blunt I'm smoking the dro
Choking, looking, never him
And a drunk will get and I'll open the do
Lungs full of smoke that means slower slow

Feel I'm trapped and there's nowhere to go
So I, just pull out the
(Blah)
Put a fuckin' hole in the
Luda, I'm so wid the flow
Trunk fulla speakers, fulla doe

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

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

And em, load, sock em
em, cock 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 your
See me

'Cause I winning
And boys keep losing
I'm, the pimp of the year
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 bigness
I on the low low

Say they really fake
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 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