Crept and We Came

Crept and We Came
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LYRICS
Bizzy with :
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack
moves, ready to pap you if we
have to, daily.
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack
moves, ready to pap you if we
have to, daily.
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack
moves, ready to pap you if we
have to, daily.
Bailin' for safety, we make it
and chill.
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack
moves, ready to pap you if we
have to, daily.
Bailin' for safety, we make it
and chill.
Bizzy:
Ready be off 'em in a coffin,
and a--all will be sprayed.
Follow the murderous gauge.
Follow me murderous ways.
Steadily pumpin' must my killas
peel you. Po-po was all I saw.
Pop-pop, outta the window. We
roll. Little Ripsta realer off
and better often swang, tossed
off in a coffin with bangs.
Slang on the darkside, man. Bang
on the darkside, man. Outta the
thuggish ruggish city where all
we bail, when I ran back to my
lair with the twelve gauge
Mossberg pumpin' shells. You're
bloody murder murdered. Comin'
to serve you, runnin' with gats
and bats and more, and a fifth
of Rose is how we roll.
Krayzie:
Krayzie's on, and I crept and I
came up. Remember that killa,
that nigga named Leathaface. Now
if you a thug, nigga pick up
your pump and buck it. Put the
bitch up in the gutter, fuck it!
Nigga, we told ya. Be fucked up
and startin' this rap thang,
now. Never takin' no shorts or
losses, man. No way, no how,
poppin' now. I steady be
thinkin' now that if I change my
daily thang. Nigga, don't hang
with the phony busta niggas,
only roll with thugstas, killas.
Beat 'em and gut 'em. Me stick
'em. Me stuck 'em. We murdered
them every time, now. Bodies be
drug off in dumpsters, execution
double-nine style. Hey! Say,
"Give it up to the niggas who
steady be slangin' that llello,
bankroll." When the po-po roll,
that's when you lay low. When
the po-po roll, that's when you
lay low. When the po-po roll,
that's when you lay low.
Layzie:
Nigga shoulda've seen the Bone
they came and touched down. Came
up with a plan, and we creepin'
up outta me hometown. Me hate to
be leavin' the glock-glock now,
but I'm livin' so low down, Bone
gotta roll out. We livin' like
trues, give it up to the bang,
always stay down foe my thang.
And I still remain the same,
never goin' change. Out my hood,
I claim. Nigga done jumped in
the game. It's straight up
confusion, 'cause niggas be
shady. Nigga still gotta watch
his back daily, even more
lately, but they can't break
little Layzie. So a nigga stay
focused, I gotta get paid. The
buddah, it run me forever, me
blaze. Thuggin' in my murderous
ways. Praisin' the gauge, let
the buckshots spray. We shoot to
this day. [Got 'em, killa.] No
shorts or no losses was meant,
nigga, not played. [Bottom line,
nigga.] And Cleveland in your
face. And nigga, we rollin' with
Ruthless in the nine for the
pain, for the gain, for the love
of money, fuck the fame, we peep
game. We crept and we came.
Bizzy with :
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack
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