Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin' (solo)

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

finger up for the haters
Hope the hater here you
Super cool, that's real
You can like you gotta friend
But I ain't trusting my 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
'Cause my bank teller get motion
Back and forth, and forth
From in the streets or right back in

Candy car like a tank
And my crib built a fort
Let's go to war, I George 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
Can't 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

I ain't with none of ya'll
like [unverified]
Win the grammy
the family
And all of you gon out

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

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

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

(Top)
I'd rather be
'Cause the people to ya
The who guna do ya wrong
me for a broad
I promise that I will no sleep
Cause jenny 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 they really fake
Can't 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

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

Feel like I'm trapped and there's to go
So I, just out the bazooka
(Blah)
Put a fuckin' in the flo'
Luda, I'm so dope wid the
Trunk fulla speakers, fulla doe

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

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

And hold em, load, 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
Open your
See me

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

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

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 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