Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin' (solo)

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 really
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

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

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

I'm
everybody wanna take my riches
Can't take my money out my
'Cause my 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 built like a
Let's go to war, I ain't bush
I promise ya'll I'm 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 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 ain't hangin' with none of
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Win the grammy
the family
And all of you gon out

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

want ya and don't need ya
You don't grind and get to the
And you ain't I won't feed ya
I ain't hangin' with no

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

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

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 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

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

Feel like I'm 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 speakers, pocket fulla doe

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

Pull another
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 tucked in the
Open your
See me

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

Look at all the hos you
Then look at all the I got
And you can me creepin' on the low low
Luda ridin' solo, beatin' the

In the I'm peepin' 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 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 solo
I'm on the low