Listen To My Creep-RBL Posse

Listen To My Creep

歌手:RBL Posse

时间:1994-01-04

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Chorous

Boomin in ya boomin in ya boomin in ya jeep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep while you rollin four deep

Boomin in ya boomin in ya boomin in ya jeep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep while you rollin four deep

Peter piper pickin a patch

Pick my patch you might get gashed

Snatched up in the catch of the woods

Tryina take me for my scrap

Chicate chat chat here we go

Gate'd about three in a row

Grab my pump for the man that come out the tree prigade presto

Im harder than that ni**a gusto

But im not the fake one

I come thru vietnam droppin bombs like saddam

Hussein who rang my doorbell i cause hell

You come up on my set hoe

You break within the neck

But im takin niggas souls like the bottom of a shoe

And now you like a junkie you who f**kin with the crew

The way that im swangin swingin hitman is a sinister

Throw a punch

Picaboo

Caught em in they kisser

Damn blood ni**a came tight

You gotta come tight to dude

Damn ni**a how you gonna come on this shot

Check out how im comin up

Its the ni**a with the gat blastin

Now im mashin

Down the block on my plot

Ni**a watch my a** drop

Cause its the young black assassin

Kickin a** n

Cause i hit you with the passion

So wont you listen to my creep i roll deep

Deeper than the mother f**kin C

Youse a flea

Use my 4 to the 4

Now watch me get low

Dide dum dide dum dide dide dum dum

On my mission

Im lynchin

Any mother f**ker

Gots the fools competion

Because im dishing

Them big fat slugs wit them fat backs

For them dirty rats

I got fat backs

And them bumper jacks

You smack me

And ill smack you back

A motherf**kin fact

That a ni**a peels caps

Like it aint no f**kin thang

So we

Some real a** niggas on this motherf**ker

I aint gotta use no bathroom

But a niggas kinda pissed

Caused these niggas tried to play me like a doughnut

Tried to have me in a twist

Oh sh*t

Or is it just the funk that im smellin

Cause these niggas see me makin money and they f'in spillin

But um no game

Please stop to listen

Before your f**kin head and my nine starts to kissin

Just mention the thought

That im a punk

Ill smoke a ni**a quicker than i coulda smoked a skunk

Slam dunk

That a**

Just like a sport in basketball

My alibi

Sh*t

Im just a local rapper yall

The situation im facin

Had two beefin niggas come together like herbs compilation

But i dont know about a gang bang

Cause in 94 sh*t was all about a f**kin hood thang

So hit the the j and take a tweak

And keep your eardrums open

So you can listen to my creep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep

Boomin in ya boomin in ya boomin in ya jeep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep while you rollin four deep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep

Boomin in ya boomin in ya boomin in ya jeep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep while you rollin four deep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep

Boomin in ya boomin in ya boomin in ya jeep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep while you rollin four deep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep

Boomin in ya boomin in ya boomin in ya jeep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep

Listen to my creep while you rollin four deep

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