Luyện nghe bài hát Late Night Creepin'

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

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

Worry niggas stand me
I'm known on the turf for serving
Them that fucking killa candy
Break 'em off as I creep

But if you run up on the P
you know you get your ass smoked
12 and my beeper still beeping
On my way to the Northside night creeping

Late night
(Creeping)
I say jacking or should I say skeezing
The dope be begging me for crack
Although they want to me with they baseball 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 dead any mark on a slab of
Arrive at your house smoke a Sherm than a nigga

a game called show and tell
And if the bitch is hella thick 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 motherfucking got damn 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 fiends be begging me for crack
Although they want to beat me with they baseball

I can't sleep at my mind start playing tricks
I'm having nightmares the ghetto's trying to kill me
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 like a gas
You owe me scraps I will melt you a piece of metal

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

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

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

Late creeping Big Ed and Master P
P has got his tech I got my next to me
'Cause niggas like to jack and in the Bay it stops
But my hollow tips will leave more than the chicken pox

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

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

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

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