Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin' (solo)

In the streets I'm peepin'
I can't you, no no
All up in my mayne
I on the low low

Say they really fake
mess 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 rollin'
I'm on the low

Mo' money yeah mo'
What biggy said it like it true
Used to be my
But now I'm payed so tryna sue
My got jaguars
My garage look 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 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 motion
Back and forth, and forth
From in the streets or right back in

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

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

Say they really really
mess 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 ain't with none of ya'll
Outcast like
Win the thing
the family
And all of you gon out

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

want ya and don't need ya
You don't and get to the money
And you ain't hungry I feed ya
I ain't hangin' no hater

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

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

In the I'm peepin' 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 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 than low
Light another I'm smoking the dro
Choking, looking, never him
And a will get popped and I'll open the do
Lungs full of smoke that means than slow

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

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

another tram
Light another
Burn it it
it up
Hear my flow, I it up
Everybody grab gats

And em, load, sock em
em, cock em
And aim it up
it up
Off in the sky
Catch me rollin' off in the

26
em defenseless
45 tucked in the side
Open eyes
See me

'Cause I winning
And these boys losing
Plus I'm, the of the year
is hatin' and hos is choosing

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

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 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