Creep N Crawl

Lyrics

[Intro] Straight off the streets of mothafuckin' Compton It's the downest nigga I know Eazy mothafuckin' me 'Bout to kick your ass in '93 Yeah (Creep with me, as I crawl through the hood) Yeah (Creep with me, as I crawl through the hood) [Hook] I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl, creep, creep I said I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl, creep, creep I got my niggas from Grape Street, Watts I got my niggas from the C-P-T I got my niggas all across the mothafuckin' land That's down with the E-A-Z-Y-E [Verse 1] Now, early in the mornin' I awake Thinkin' about this dead fool's life that I had to take Frontin' on a true name, I peep game at point-blank range Fuck 'em! (Mothafuckin' right, y'all) Back to the set as I jet Not givin' a fuck about the nigga that I wet That's what he gotta shot for actin' like a trick Now he's six feet and I'm deep in his bitch Creepin', creepin', creepin' on the marks that be sleepin' Catch you slippin', slap the clip in, buck 'em every weekend A scandalous lil' nigga with no heart to feel remorse Dig the nigga's corpse, leave it on his momma's porch Don't give a fuck about shit, that's why I'm mellow Or maybe it's the fact that I'm kin to the Devil A psychopathic nigga that's always quick to fill a Nigga full of lead, 'cause I'm a mothafuckin' killer Thrilla from Manila, though I'm shorter than the average Try to test yo' luck and get bucked by a mothafuckin' savage [Bridge] Yeah (Creep with me, as I crawl through the hood) Yeah (Creep with me, as I crawl through the hood) [Hook] I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl, creep, creep I said, I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl And I creep and I crawl, creep, creep I got my niggas from Grape Street, Watts I got my niggas from the C-P-T I got my niggas all across the mothafuckin' land That's down with the E-A-Z-Y-E [Verse 2] Now, later on that night as I'm rollin' Lookin' for a nigga I can gat and pack a hole in Stoppin' at a light on the late night Fire up a Philly blunt to get my head right See some niggas slippin' at a burger stand And in my mind all I'm thinkin' is a murder plan Creepin' through the drive-through kinda slow I got my hot beams on the back of the '4, yo Smokin' on chronic with the rag down Not knowin' I'm about to lay their ass down Reach for who was fool, make my move Leaned out my jeep and I creep kinda smooth With the gat to the nigga's dome, now he sleeps One shot to the top, body flopped on the seat, peep I dumped on the lil' skinny passenger A bitch is screamin' in a rage, so I blasted her Smashed and I got about five blocks Before I got stopped by a punk-ass cop (Shit, fuck 'em!) (You can't shoot a cop!) Fuck you *shots* Motherfucker, ha-ha-ha! [Hook] I creep and I crawl and I creep I creep and I crawl and I creep I creep and I crawl and I creep I creep and I crawl and I creep [Outro] (Creep with me) Yeah (Creep with me) Yeah (Creep with me) Yeah (Creep with me) Yeah, ha ha ha ha!