Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin' Solo (Remix)

[Chamillionaire
In the streets, I'm peepin'
I can't you, no no
All up in my business,
I on the low-low
Say really, really fake
Can't wit' you no mo'
Closest people to you
So I be solo
I'm on the low-low
Creepin' on the
on the low-low
I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low
Creepin' on the
Creepin' on the
I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low

[Chamillionaire 1]
I came in the with a bang
And I did it all no cosigner
I be like I'm the best
Like Professor X is my rider
Read your slumdog Chamillionaire
But I couldn't the oscar
I ain't been a actor, pussy
wouldn't let me in the with my chopper
they think they run shit(backwards)the industry is to me
All the is on the net
And all the nerds claim that they in the
Bi-lingual so pig is about to be my new third language
Get up off of my ickday cuz I'm legendary, I've been
Hispanics like adios and the Japanese is like
Africans is gonna see Darpo I be here when you gone tomorra
be back that's termination
Extermination you don't
I'll I'm it and you know I'm pissed
Tick tick boom and you got a hole in your
If you my past and you knew my cash
I'm better that you never diss
The villian's back and venom
When I click clack I will miss
I can't before I do
You coming too so em this
I put lipstick on my tip
I put it in a clip and blow a kiss

[The verse 2]
turned rapper dapper then damn
who the you think it is
up in the benz
Totin two
in the wind
24 inch
From the west west side it's him
East side I'm in timbs
Down south keep a mouth
sippin on sizzurp a chrome mouth
In T-E-X I'm a asshole, renagade castro
Any hood it's all good fuckin my cash flow
Desert eagle a nigga what he ask for
Solo, nigga ride dolo
Burst taped under the red and bolo
up fill your cup
Been a boy since jigga what
Luda Chamilitary and the
Tires burning rubber til bald like buda
Platinum plaque back to
got a ball nigga never go soft
Never fall off never not be
Blacked out Benz with the baseball
They they lovin
The way that we
I'm on my grind
They hatin but em

[Ludacris 3]
I be, creeping lower low
Light another blunt, I'm the dro
Chokin', lokin', never him
The get popped and I'll open the do'
full of smoke
Got me than slow
Feel like I'm trapped and nowhere to go
So I, just out the bazooka (blah)
a fuckin' hole in the flo'
Luda! I'm so dope the flow
Trunk speakers, pocket fulla dubs
How much could a wood chuck chuck
If a chuck could chuck wood?
Grain on the wheel
it, turn it
Blow another
I it, earned it
another amp
Pull another
another blunt
Burn it, it
it up, hear my flow, I changed it up
Everybody grab your gats and hold 'em, load 'em, 'em, lock 'em, Cock 'em and aim it up
it up, off in the sky
Catch me off in the ride
26
'em defenseless
.45 always in the side
Open your eyes, see me
'Cuz I keep winning and these keep losing
Plus I'm, the pimp of the
is hatin' and hoes is choosing
Look at all the hoes you
Then at all the game I got
And you can catch me on the low-low
Luda ridin' solo, the block!