Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin' (solo)

In the streets I'm peepin'
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 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

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

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

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

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

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
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 ain't hangin' none of ya'll
Outcast [unverified]
Win the grammy
Guard the
And all of you gon out

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

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

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

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

In the streets I'm game
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'
people 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

I be, creeping lower low
Light another blunt I'm the dro
Choking, looking, never him
And a drunk will get popped and I'll the do
Lungs full of that means slower than slow

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

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

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

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

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

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
Can't mess you no mo'
people 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