Luyện nghe bài hát Late Night Creepin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

Play a game show and tell
And if the is hella thick tell her meet me at the motel
slipping is a no no
And the bitch better true so long at the mo mo

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

Late creeping
(Creeping)
Should I say or should I say skeezing
The dope fiends be begging me for
Although they to beat me with they baseball bats

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

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

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

I'm a let you know life in the Rich no joke
So don't you coming without your straps hoe
And you know the Rich is known for busting
Diggety zap the P put the on the giggety map

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

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

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

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

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 it's me and P and we night creeping

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