Evn Started 2 Link Dat U Need 2 Listen 2 Me Jammer, Chips & Frisc 4Get The Beef Allow The Big Mac. [Chorus] [Chipmunk:] If She's Sayin She Dnt Wna Stay No More Creep
The G4 is ready to fly, is you ready to ride? Let's go [Chorus: Erick Sermon (Method Man) {Redman}] International (Now we can creep, we can lay on the
friendship You pointin' all in my face wid out a repentance [Chorus] [Verse 4: Playa Fly] Crunk enough to fuck a bitch and funked enough for me and you Keep ya criticism G
' a playas house G-O-D keep blessin' me, but Satan keep stressin' me, Real playas can't complain, cause real playas play the game [Chorus x2] [Verse 4
: [Chorus] We got a price on ya head Baller Niggaz wanna see ya dead It's a fifty g contract I don't know what you did But they wanna kill you ya wife
I be spottin' Thats why murder rates increase, it should be peace But now, who am I to speak when all I did my youth was creep? (creep) Duckin' it dodge
: When Doggy Dogg comes You better answer (repeat 4x) Ahh, used to be a hard kid Rhyme a rhyme and tap this Sippin silver satin while we smoked on the
Soldier Mr. Snoop D-O Double G, and he brings to the tank Money, power, respect, leadership, street knowledge and wisdom AHH YAH...D.P.G., yah D.P.G.
and I remain to be the same old g You'll always see up in these streets with heat beneath the seat four g's I'm the creep no peace fire free and breeze
And demonstrate the Yoc influenced State of mind that I'm stuck I'll be committin' sins wit a devilish grin I gives a fuck [Chorus x4] [Woodie] Creepin
I'ma smack him up, his mans and them too Yo, bag him up, smack him up Doing this do or die lifestyle for ransom 50 g's, need keys to free their grandson
' hood What do you see? (I see some muthafuckin' G's) Now when you're rollin' through yo' muthafuckin' hood Tell me what you see? (Some muthafuckin' G
Take it all, you need me) Rule 1, better live what you speak bout Rule 2, don't slip when you creep out Rule 3, grab heat when you leave out Rule 4,
Top notch whips that's What I drive 24 inches rims & tires Hatin ass niggas can't believe they eyes They stare me down, And I'm wonderin why [x4] Ah hold
10th grade I was a VARSITY letterman Introduced to crack, Now we headed to Maryland Feinds knockin' at the door, Go 'head nigga let 'em in Yea we poppin', Cop 4
bumpin' no 4-tay 'Cuz he too busy bietch tryin' to smoke some more yay, uh Jose around the bay I knew he be funny lookin like g-money Nigga puffin' voos
you see [Party Arty] I see the A to the G-I (Rolling with) Show B-I (Repeat 2x) [A.G.] It's the A to the G so don't sleep My second LP and I'm in too
a fuck, we just late night creepin' In the late night, that's W, that's W That's when real G's come out on the creep I got my two 4-5's and they loaded