Luyện nghe bài hát Creepin' (solo)

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'
Closest to you hate
So I be solo

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

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' yeah mo' problems
What biggy said it look like it
Used to be my
But now I'm payed so tryna sue
My got jaguars
My garage like a zoo

Middle up for the haters
Hope the hater here you
cool, that's real cool
You can feel like you friend
But I trusting my money counter
And that's the I count again
You saw the
(Yeah)

I'm
Thinking wanna take my riches
Can't take my out my account
'Cause my bank teller get sickness
and forth, b-back and forth
From in the streets or back in court

Candy car built like a
And my crib like a fort
go to war, I ain't George bush
I ya'll I'm gone be prepared
Cause I ain't my weapon either
And that's the reason I a spare

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

Say really really fake
Can't with you no mo'
Closest to you hate
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 solo
I'm on the low

I hangin' with none of ya'll
Outcast like
Win the thing
the family
And all of you gon out

If you like it then peace out
around and I see doubt
I known to get to the presidents
barrack is on speed dial
Yeah all about me now

want ya and don't need ya
You don't grind and get to the
And you ain't hungry I won't ya
I ain't hangin' with no

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

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

In the streets I'm peepin'
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 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 solo

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

I be, lower than low
another 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 than slow

Feel I'm trapped and there's nowhere to go
So I, just pull out the
(Blah)
Put a fuckin' in the flo'
Luda, I'm so dope wid the
Trunk speakers, pocket fulla doe

How much would a chuck chuck
If a chuck could chuck wood
on the wheel
Turn it it
Blow stack
I earned it it
another amp

Pull tram
Light another
it burn it
it up
Hear my flow, I it up
Everybody your gats

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

26
em defenseless
45 tucked in the side
your eyes
See me

'Cause I winning
And these boys losing
Plus I'm, the pimp of the
Playas is and hos is choosing

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

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

Say they really really
mess 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 solo
I'm on the low