Creep N Crawl

Letra de Creep N Crawl

Año1996
Duración4:13
Idioma originalInglés
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Straight off the streets of muthafuckin' Compton It's the downest nigga I know Eazy muthafuckin' me Bout to kick your ass in 93 Ye-e-e-a-h I creep and I crawl and I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl creep creep I said I creep and I crawl and I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl creep creep I got my niggas from Grapestreet Watts I got my niggas from the CPT I got my niggas all across the motherfuckin land that's down with the E-A-Z-Y E Now, early in the mornin' I awake Thinkin' about these dead fool's life that I had to take Frontin' on a true name, I peep game at point-blank range Fuck 'em (Muthafuckin' right y'all) Back to the set as I jet Not givin' a fuck about the nigga that I went that's what he gotta shout for actin' like a trick Now he's 6 feet and I'm deep in his bitch Creepin' creepin' creepin' on the marks that be sleepin' Catch you slippin' slap the clip in buck 'em every weekend A scandalous lil' nigga with the heart to feel remorse Dick the niggas corps leave it on his momma's porch Don't give a fuck about shit, that's why I mellow Or maybe it's the fact that I'm kin to the devil A psychopathic nigga that's always quick to fill a Nigga for A? 'Cause I'm a muthafuckin' killer Thriller from Manilla though I'm shown as the average Try to test your luck and get bucked by a muthafuckin' savage I creep and I crawl and I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl creep creep I said I creep and I crawl and I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl creep creep I got my niggas from Gravestreet WATTS I got my niggas from the CPT I got my niggas all across the muthafuckin land that's down with the E-A-Z-Y E Now, later on that night as I'm rollin' Lookin' for a nigga I can Gat and pack a hole in Stoppin' at a light on the late night Fire up a Phillie Blunt to get my head right See some niggas slippin' at a burger stand And in my mind all I'm thinkin' is a murder plan Creepin 'through the drive through kinda slow I got my hot beams on the back of the 4 Yo, smokin' on chronic with the rag down Not knowin' I'm about to lay their ass down Reach for them fools make my move Leaned out my jeep and I creep kinda smooth With the Gat to the nigga's dome now he's sleeps One shot to the top, body flopped on the seat Peep, I dumped on the lil' skinny passenger A bitch is screamin' in a rage so I blasted her Smashed and I got about 5 blocks Before I got stopped by punk ass cops (Shit, fuck 'em) Fuck you Muthafucka Hahaha