Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin'

In the streets I'm peepin'
I trust you, no no
All up in my bigness
I on the low low

Say they really fake
mess with you no mo'
Closest people to you
So I be rollin'

I'm on the low low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be rollin'

I'm on the low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be rollin'
I'm on the low

Mo' money mo' problems
What said it look like it true
to be my homeboy
But now I'm payed so tryna sue
My got jaguars
My garage look a zoo

finger up for the haters
Hope the hater isn't you
Super cool, that's cool
You can feel like you friend
But I ain't trusting my money
And that's the I count again
You saw the
(Yeah)

I'm
Thinking everybody take my riches
Can't take my money out my
'Cause my teller get motion sickness
and forth, b-back and forth
From in the streets or right back in

Candy car built a tank
And my built like a fort
Let's go to war, I ain't George
I promise ya'll I'm gone be
Cause I ain't trusting my either
And that's the reason I a spare

In the streets I'm peepin'
I trust you, no no
All up in my bigness
I on the low low

Say they really really
Can't mess you no mo'
Closest people to you
So I be solo

I'm on the low low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be rollin'

I'm on the low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be rollin'
I'm on the low

I ain't hangin' with of ya'll
Outcast [unverified]
Win the thing
Guard the
And all of you gon out

If you don't like it peace out
around and I see doubt
I known to get to the presidents
barrack is on speed dial
Yeah it's all me now

Don't want ya and need ya
You don't and get to the money
And you ain't hungry I feed ya
I ain't with no hater

No faker, no
I knew it big and they say did
And tryna take my credit stole visa
If it's at the top

(Top)
I'd rather be
'Cause the people to ya
The ones who guna do ya
me for a broad
I promise that I lose no sleep
jenny crank can be your freak
But my bank account stay obese

In the I'm peepin' game
I trust you, no no
All up in my mayne
I on the low low

Say they really fake
Can't with you no mo'
Closest to you hate
So I be rollin'

I'm on the low low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be rollin'

I'm on the low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be rollin'
I'm on the low

I be, creeping than low
Light blunt I'm smoking the dro
Choking, looking, provoke him
And a drunk will get and I'll open the do
Lungs full of smoke that means slower slow

Feel like I'm and there's nowhere to go
So I, just out the bazooka
(Blah)
Put a fuckin' hole in the
Luda, I'm so dope wid the
Trunk speakers, pocket fulla [unverified]

How much would a wood chuck
If a wood chuck could wood
Gripping on the
it turn it
Blow stack
I earned it it
another [unverified]

Pull tram
Light another
Burn it it
it up
Hear my flow, I it up
Everybody grab your

And em, load, sock em
em, cock em
And aim it up
it up
Off in the sky
Catch me rollin' off in the

26
Leave em
45 always tucked in the
Open your
See me

'Cause I keep
And these boys losing
Plus I'm, the of the year
Playas is hatin' and hos is

at all the hos you losing
Then at all the game I got
And you can catch me on the low low
Luda ridin' solo, the block

In the I'm peepin' game
I can't you, no no
All up in my bigness
I on the low low

Say they really fake
Can't mess you no mo'
people to you hate
So I be rollin'

I'm on the low low
on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be rollin'
I'm on the low

on the low low
on the low low
I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low