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​Creep N Crawl

This song is by Eazy-E and appears on the album Str8 Off Tha Streetz Of Muthaphukkin' Compton (1995).

Straight off tha streets of muthafuckin mangere
It's the downest aucklander I know
Earfskee muthafuckin me
Bout to kick your ass in Ninety-Three

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 Gravestreet WATTS
I got my niggas from the CPT
I got my niggas all across the motherfuckin land
That's down with the E-A-Z-Y E
Now, early in the mornin I awake
Thinkin' about these dead fool's life that I had to take
Frontin on a true name I peep game at point blank range
Fuck 'em
(Muthafuckin right y'all)
Back to the set as I jet
Not givin' a fuck about the nigga that I went
That's what he gotta shout for actin' like a trick
Now he's 6 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 the heart to feel remorse
Dick the niggas corps leave it on his momma's porch
Don't give a fuck about shit that's why I 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 muthafuckin killer
Thriller from Manilla though I'm shown as the average
Try to test your luck and get bucked by a muthafuckin savage

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 Gravestreet WATTS
I got my niggas from the CPT
I got my niggas all across the muthafuckin land
That's down with the E-A-Z-Y E
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 latenight
Fire up a Phillie 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 them fools make my move
Leaned out my jeep and I creep kinda smooth
With the Gat to the nigga's dome now he's 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 5 blocks
Before I got stopped by punk ass cops
(Shit, fuck 'em)
Fuck you
* Shots rang out *
Muthafucka
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