Creepin

[Intro]
Whats up nigga?
Ain't nothin up, nigga, whats up with you?
Yeah I got this .38 I need to know what I can get for it
Aw man, I don't need no .38, man, what's up man?
Naw nigga, you don't understand
I said, "I got this motherfuckin' .38
And I need to know what I can get for it, nigga"
Aw man, come on man, chill
Drop it off, nigga

[Verse 1]
Shit, my motherfuckin flow gonna let you know, nigga
Real niggas they poor enough, jealous bitches betta run
Chewin' for a long time to go go, gotta get the motherfuckin run to the dome home
When you run yo monkey's ass up from the front to the back till you can get fucked up
Calls from that nigga thats on the creepin game for the real G
Fuck with the joint with the motherfuckin blunt in my hand, did you understand?
Get it from the back, in the way sackin', crackin' that middle ass now, [?]
For these mothеrfuckin niggas who be talkin that shit, in the rip
So it's kinda hard for a nigga to holds his fuckin' peacе
Peace never sleep, 'cause I'm goin on a fuckin creep
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hot, come on

[Chorus]
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot

[Verse 2]
Cheers as I creep with the [?] Glock
Busta ass niggas [?] down when they get a pop [?]
Backed up, [?] tryna test me
Now you live your life, nigga worry bout your family
Comin real, askin me all lonely if I have get
Cause you fuckin with this real shit and get your wig split
And I keep slayin after niggas make a stang, hoe
So you bitches, nigga betta run a motherfuckin note
Cause it's like a [?], it's a holdup, just to show ya
I'm a soldier, and I told ya, I'm supposed to be backed up
With the twenty-gauge so, don't love for a hoe's, so I let a [?] go

[Chorus]
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot

[Verse 3]
See, when I creep with a motherfuckin Glock
It make a punk ass this nigga lay it down, know my motherfuckin' block
Get him up where I'm gonna fuck him up, gonna let that nigga know
You fuckin' with a real nigga, nigga that's tough as steel
Nigga for the stripper, nigga the killer, nig, got creep for the mother for the when you sleep
Gonna dance with them thangs, saw them, so you know
I'm a be little down, dirty motherfuckin' down, 'cause he hit a nigga
Got to stay about my fuckin ho
'Cause tricks ain't no love a niggas, come straight from that other side
Hit em' up and take em' for a ride
Jack him from that blindside
Blast through that ass in my white trick
Anyway I don't play bitch, life is right, you can teachin everyday
Bitch nig I go down to a real nigga, crazy nigga, psycho now bitch
I'm a fuckin killer how the fuck you think I wanna lose somebody you fuckin niggas that can't shoot
[?], Ima fuckin kill a trick, come on

[Chorus]
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot
Creep for yo motherfuckin ass, nigga pow pow with that Glock
Rush him to the hotspot