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
on the low-low
Creepin on the
I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low
Creepin' on the
on the low-low
I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low

verse 1]
I came in the with a bang
And I did it all no cosigner
I be bragging I'm the best
Like Professor X is my ghost
Read your mind Chamillionaire
But I couldn't accept the
I ain't never been a actor,
wouldn't let me in the spot my chopper
they think run shit(backwards)the industry is backwards to me
All the is on the net
And all the nerds claim they in the streets
Bi-lingual so pig latin is about to be my new language
Get up off of my cuz I'm legendary, I've been famous
Hispanics like and the Japanese is like sayonara
Africans is gonna see Darpo I be here when you gone tomorra
I'll be back termination
Extermination you exist
I'll show I'm it and you I'm pissed
tick boom and you got a hole in your head
If you knew my and you knew my cash
I'm better stacked that you diss
The back and venom black
I click clack I will never miss
I can't lose I do
You coming too so tell em
I put on my hollow tip
I put it in a clip and then a kiss

[The Game 2]
turned rapper dapper then damn
who the fuck you it is
up in the benz
Totin two
Racktop in the
24 rims
the west side west side it's him
East I'm stumblin in timbs
Down south keep a mouth
sippin on with a chrome mouth
In I'm a asshole, renagade like castro
Any hood it's all good with my cash flow
Desert eagle give a what he ask for
Solo, nigga gotta dolo
taped under the red and black bolo
Liquored up fill cup
Been a boy since jigga what
Luda Chamilitary and the
Tires burning til they bald like buda
Platinum plaque back to
Nigga got a ball nigga never go
Never fall off never not be
Blacked out Benz the baseball stitch
They they lovin
The way that we
I'm back on my
hatin but fuck em

[Ludacris 3]
I be, creeping than low
another blunt, I'm smoking the dro
Chokin', lokin', provoke him
The trunk'll get popped and I'll the do'
Lungs full of
Got me slower than
Feel like I'm trapped and there's to go
So I, just pull out the (blah)
Leave a fuckin' hole in the
Luda! I'm so wit' the flow
Trunk fulla speakers, pocket dubs
How much could a wood chuck chuck
If a wood chuck could chuck
Grain on the wheel
it, turn it
Blow another
I it, earned it
Blow amp
another tramp
Light blunt
Burn it, it
it up, hear my flow, I changed it up
Everybody grab your and hold 'em, load 'em, sock 'em, lock 'em, Cock 'em and aim it up
it up, off in the sky
Catch me rollin' off in the
26
Leave 'em
.45 always in the side
your eyes, see me cruisin'
'Cuz I winning and these boys keep losing
Plus I'm, the of the year
Playas is hatin' and hoes is
at all the hoes you losing
Then look at all the I got
And you can catch me on the low-low
Luda ridin' solo, the block!