Luyện nghe bài hát Late Night Creepin'

Four niggas in the and we all strapped
Put one up in the chamber we had to bust caps
Let me let you know who you fucking with
Master P killa murder lunatic

With the giggety nine
Put the glock to your dome and shit will be giggety mine
Break you off proper bitch
Ask me where I'm from the manor Southside of the Rich

Worry can't stand me
'Cause I'm on the turf for serving
Them fiends that fucking candy
'em off as I creep slow

But if you run up on the P
Yeah you you get your ass smoked
12 o'clock and my still beeping
On my way to the Northside late creeping

night creeping
(Creeping)
Should I say jacking or I say skeezing
The fiends be begging me for crack
Although they want to beat me with baseball bats

Red and to the blue be the giggety plain giggety thang
A nigga dope, but the P I don't gang bang
Leave a sucker any mark on a slab of rock
at your house smoke a Sherm than a nigga laugh

Play a game show and tell
And if the bitch is hella tell her meet me at the motel
'Cause is a no no
And the bitch better come so long at the mo mo

I'll a bitch dead and broke
a hoe, I ain't no motherfucking got damn captain save a hoe
So with my nine I be
Check it out bitch if you catch me late night

Late night
(Creeping)
Should I say jacking or I say skeezing
The dope be begging me for crack
Although they to beat me with they baseball bats

I can't sleep at night my mind start playing
I'm having nightmares the ghetto's to kill me bitch
I'm paranoid, I sleep three fucking gats
A tech nine, a oozie, and a

I'm addicted to money and bitches disturb
A ounce of dank, that'll a nigga nerves
I will mash on that ass a gas pedal
You owe me I will melt you like a piece of metal

I'm a bounce ass just like a basketball
And with a pig's blood, write your name up on the
So make fucking death wish
And why you dead I'm gone steal your goods and your bitch

I'm a let you know life in the Rich no joke
So don't you coming riding your straps hoe
And you the Rich is known for busting caps
Diggety zap the P put the Rich on the map

Yeah, back at ass once again there
It's your nigga Lil Ric, through the windows
Getting him for I can get
Now it's time for my niggas to ride and let shit fuckin' clear

Late night creeping Big Ed and P
P has got his tech I got my next to me
'Cause niggas to jack and in the Bay it never stops
But my hollow tips will more scars than the chicken pox

Or run up ya like
Hitting Bonds cause I have a nice slugging percentage
Because a nigga's loced
Run on up, I'll call ya hickory because your gonna get

I ain't no G 'cause I'm TRU
And everybody in my a TRU g too
I thought you motherfucker
I'm the type of nigga that'll leave ya fucking heart in the

With the rat-tat-tat rat-tat-tat-tat
P, I'm put this fucking nigga on his back
I'm a show you why sleeping
'Cause me and P and we late night creeping

Late night
(Creeping)
Should I say jacking or should I say
The fiends be begging me for crack
Although they want to beat me with baseball bats