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Creep Up I hit them with the sub, watch them buckle under pressure Too many hoes hate cause I got gold on my dresser Too many ni*** watching, praying I might fall quick Same ni*** was in my face last year and that's some flaw shit Lords knows I've been dying, so this year I can't give up Creeping like caterpillar, shoes and belts made of lizard Tweeters, speakers, and kickers Flow colder than blizzard Shine brighter than nova, so mother f*** your flicker I play to the grizzle, that's the bone for you city folk Give it all I got, pushing chrome with a city ho Putting on my friends and my kin, hollerin' Multi! Rep it til the end we gonna win til the sun die Tell them haters that, now tell them haters this Instead of jocking mine, go get your own shit I battle through the buzzard and the cluckers on that f*** shit Now I'm riding clean and my team ain't nothing to f*** with A player told me... Now I ain't no chump, I'm known for flowing proper She bopped off my top you blocked and tried to stop her Yall flex don't even fakes with chrome and candy paint You thought that shit could float on it's own but that shit sank Mister sucka ducket, If you lucky she'll let you finger f*** it You cuff or buss it, I stretch that pu*** like Kangol buckets Your game too rusty, my game was polished to play a primp Not even them gators or suits to tailor could save a simp From a flame spitter, lame ni*** Never had a chance Break his bitch and the bitch that came with her And ride off like a thief in the night Ain't no sense in doing shit if you ain't dying to do it right What's the word ho?! I got it jumping like a six four Truck shaking like a nympho I had to be a king in my past life Cause I got a crown and my mothafuckin' cash right A player told me... [Sample]
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