Luyện nghe bài hát Late Night Creepin'

Four in the Chev and we all strapped
Put one up in the chamber case we had to caps
Let me let you bitch who you fucking with
P killa murder motherfucking lunatic

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

niggas can't stand 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 your ass
12 o'clock and my beeper beeping
On my way to the Northside late creeping

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

Red and to the blue will be the giggety plain giggety
A nigga slang dope, but the P I don't gang
Leave a sucker dead any on a slab of rock
Arrive at your house 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
'Cause is a no no
And the bitch better come so long at the mo mo

I'll leave a bitch and broke
Check a hoe, I no motherfucking got damn captain save a hoe
So my nine I be sleeping
Check it out if you catch me late night creeping

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

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

I'm addicted to money and bitches disturb
A ounce of dank, that'll calm a nigga
I will on that ass like a gas pedal
You owe me scraps I 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 your fucking wish
And why you dead I'm gone your goods and fuck your bitch

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

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

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

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

I no joker G 'cause I'm TRU
And everybody in my a TRU g too
I you knew motherfucker
I'm the type of that'll leave ya fucking heart in the gutter

With the rat-tat-tat rat-tat-tat-tat
P, I'm gone put this fucking 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 or should I say skeezing
The dope be begging me for crack
Although they want to beat me with they bats