Project Creepa

[Intro: Lil' Sixx]
Lil' Sixx in the house..
'96 bitch..

[Sample]
SIR MIKE MOTHERFUCKIN' G!

[Verse 1]
I'm the nigga that you love to hate
Finna catch me a murder case
Whip that nine to yo dome
Pass me the herringbone
Straight from the underground
With that thunderin' bumpin' sound
Bumpin' on your stereo
Bustaz don't hear me though
Bitch, you better ask somebody
Sir Mike G is yo big daddy
Born on Savage Street
North Memphis, Tennessee
Hustlin', stealin', and robbin', and mobbin'
You know I'm livin' dangerously
Later on that day, I chill at the shoppin' center
First of the month, rob them hoes before they pay they rents
A real ass nigga from a ghetto ass neighborhood
Hurst Village, quickly you know I'm gonna claim my hood
When I start comin' up
Makin' hundred mega bucks
Twelve gauge to they chest if they try to test my nuts
Fuckin' with this pimpery
Force me to use artillery
Scopin' all you heavy hoes
Make you bustas drop the dough
Suckas, don't know how I put the (?) deepa
Bustas, don't you know, I'm the project creepa..

[Hook: Skinny Pimp & Sir Mike G.]
Straight from the projects, that nigga's ill
Bustaz don't you know, I'm the Project Creepa!
Straight from the projects, that nigga's ill
SIR MIKE MOTHERFUCKIN' G!
Project Creepa!
Straight from the projects, that nigga's ill
SIR MIKE MOTHERFUCKIN' G!
Project Creepa!

[Verse 3]
Cravin' for that chronic sack
Before I have a heart attack
Project Creepa, creepin' off yo clothesline
Folks runnin' after me, I tell you too, yo shit is mine
If they try to test me, trick
Drop and get yo wig split
Hollowtips from six to dawn, I know you pigs can't deal with this
Mother fuck the murder rate
Food stamps, I even take
V.C.R. videotapes, dollar signs to increase my pay
Niggas robbin', stealin', killin'
Murder each other black on black
So I grab the mask, stang they asses to crackerjacks
Them pigs can not phase me
Doctors say I'm crazy
Kickin' in these bitches door, I kill ya to amaze the (?)
Nine chrome Glock aimed at yo motherfuckin' dome
This is a robbery, take me to yo stash, joan
Project veteran
Suckaz that be terrorin' (?)
Nine works like a switch
Overflow these bodies in a ditch
Niggas rollin' clean
Comin' mean on a preacher
(?) time before you lemons, I'm'a get ya...

[Hook: Skinny Pimp & Sir Mike G.]
Straight from...
Straight from the projects, that nigga's ill
SIR MIKE MOTHERFUCKIN' G!
Project Creepa!
Straight from the projects, that nigga's ill
SIR MIKE MOTHERFUCKIN' G!
Project Creepa!

[Verse 3]
Known as a murderer
Watch these sins get dirtier
Put you in a sleeper, mass fuckin' murderer
Left you 6 feet deeper
A mother fuckin', psychopathic, hardhead lunatic
The police don't know what to do with this
Mista Sir Mike G, with the shotgun to yo head
If you try to cooperate, I might send ya to the med
No I'm not no pranksta
I'm a real O.G. gangsta
That's down to be (?) straight to ya head, G
Hoe ya betta give me some, 'fore I leave yo body numb
Loced up like Darth Vader droppin' these fuckin' teflons
Bullet rush to yo dome, dump yo ass, bite the dust
Wanted for a murder, and I'm runnin' from the crooked law
A bitch tried to snitch, so I broke a motherfuckin' jaw
(?) and they runnin' to the preacher
No one can hide from the project creepa...

[Hook]
SIR MIKE MOTHERFUCKIN' G!
Straight from the projects, that nigga kill..