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letra de creepin - hoh

[intro]
whats up nig?
ain’t non nothin nig, whats up with you?
yeah i got this 38. i need to know what i can get for
aw man i don’t need no 38. man, whats up man?
naw n-gga you don’t understand, i said i got this motherf-ckin 38. and i need to know what i can get for n-gga
aw man, come on man, chill
drop it off, n-gga

[verse 1]
sh-t, my motherf-ckin flow gonna let you know, n-gga
real n-ggas they poor enough, jealous b-tches betta run
[?] time to go go gotta get the motherf-ckin run to the dome home
when you run yo monkey’s ass up from the front to the back till you get f-cked up
called from that n-gga thats on the creepin game for the real g
f-ck with the joint with the motherf-ckin blunt in my hand, did you understand?
get it from the back, in the [?], crackin that middle [?]
for these mothеrf-ckin n-ggas who be talkin that sh-t, in the [?]
someonеs gonna [?] for a n-gga that holds his f-ckin peep
me, never sleep, cause i’m goin on a f-ckin creep
creep for yo motherf-ckin ass, n-gga pow pow with that glock
rush him to the hot, come on

[chorus]
creep for yo motherf-ckin ass, n-gga pow pow with that glock
rush him to the hotspot
creep for yo motherf-ckin ass, n-gga pow pow with that glock
rush him to the hotspot
creep for yo motherf-ckin ass, n-gga pow pow with that glock
rush him to the hotspot
creep for yo motherf-ckin ass, n-gga pow pow with that glock
rush him to the hotspot
[verse 2]
cheers as i creep with the [?] glock
busta ass n-ggas [?] down when they get a pop [?]
backed up, [?] tryna test me
now you live your life, n-gga worry bout your family
comin real, askin me all lonely if i have get
cause you f-ckin with this real sh-t and get your wig split
and i keep slayin after n-ggas make a stang, hoe
so you b-tches, n-gga betta run a motherf-ckin 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

[verse 3]
see, when i creep with a motherf-ckin glock
it make a punk ass this n-gga lay it down, know my motherf-ckin’ block
get him up where i’m gonna f-ck him up, gonna let that n-gga know
you f-ckin’ with a real n-gga, n-gga that’s tough as steel
n-gga for the stripper, n-gga the k!ller, nig, got creep for the mother for the when you sleep
gonna dance with them thangs [?], so you know
i’m a be little down, down dirty motherf-ckin’ down, ’cause he hit a n-gga
got to stay about my f-ckin ho
’cause tricks ain’t no love a n-ggas, [?] 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 b-tch, life is right, you can teachin everyday
b-tch nig i go down to a real n-gga, crazy n-gga, psycho now b-tch
i’m a f-ckin k!ller how the f-ck you think i wanna lose somebody you f-ckin n-ggas that can’t shoot
[?], ima f-ckin k!ll a trick, come on
[chorus]
creep for yo motherf-ckin ass, n-gga pow pow with that glock
rush him to the hotspot
creep for yo motherf-ckin ass, n-gga pow pow with that glock
rush him to the hotspot
creep for yo motherf-ckin ass, n-gga pow pow with that glock
rush him to the hotspot
creep for yo motherf-ckin ass, n-gga pow pow with that glock
rush him to the hotspot
creep for yo motherf-ckin ass, n-gga pow pow with that glock
rush him to the hotspot
creep for yo motherf-ckin ass, n-gga pow pow with that glock
rush him to the hotspot

- hoh

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