sins are forgiven for living violently With a gun in my hand, I'm creeping up on them moving silently They left my peope alone when my cutlass exploded on
through it (GO) Candy painted Porsche, The general recruiting ??????? Niggas want my fame (Go) Niggas want my cash (GO) Nas creeping up behind me in the ski mask Joe tryna creep
sign And you say to yourself just what am I doin' On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin' On this curve I'm hanging On this pathway I'm strolling
slide Let me ride, just another homicide Yeah it's me so I'ma talk on Stompin on the 'Eazy'est streets that you can walk on So strap on your Compton
it looks like he might fall flat While me and Baz get down with chicks that think that they all that Candy for your thoughts, a dollar if you'll creep with me (Hang on
cudi, Candy paint the rag top Can't nobody even tell I'm sippin when I lean They gimme to my fans, I'm country till I decease Pleaseee, I stay up on my
rag top Can't nobody even tell me I'm sippin when I lean Forgive me to my fans, I'm country till decease Pleaseee, I stay up on my creep so to come
My baby. she said I was a creep And I'm oh so sad, oh so bad So sad, but it's true Baby, what can I do I got a '35 Chevy on a '55 frame Can't
on my cake, But she got something for me anyway, So would you sip some with me, See she creeps silent, And shorty from the south, But it's laying on her
whats in the mail I got whatever on my nigga Pail, but if the nigga Bail, I'll have him sleepin with some killa whales Damn! Bitches wanna fuck with my man On
we don't leave [Chorus] On the road to riches and diamond rings Cause real niggas do real things Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing Real niggas do real things On
soldiers when I feel I have to creep (Whoodihoop) thats the Phantom run off the high beam Im so Hollyhood best on the West Just hit 81 like a 8 on my
in the air Ooo let me take you there [Chorus] 'Cause imma hit you like ooo Like you got your first freak Backseat of the jeep on a late night creep Like
we could go and roll (Creep) Whether you can kick it holla let me know (She creep) I'll keep it on the low, ooh oh oh (Creep creep creep creep) [Verse
, jess will turn into hide on these boys Pull out the heckler and start the pride on these boys Well I'm buff, we ain't lettin shit slide on these boys
fuck a bitch till she real tired and i aint fuckin wit her less she real fine i gotta lot money i aint gotta lie play me on dat funny style nigga gotta
it's hard to be Cause somethin bringin out the dog in me (It's like Candy) when I'm keepin my zone Chat on the phone, I lower my tone Steady plottin on
