DJ Technic - Creep Fast Lyrics
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Creep Fast
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What Are The Lyrics For Creep Fast By DJ Technic?
C'mon, c'mon, ay, T-Pain, T-Pain
It's Twista come this way, c'mon, we gotta creep fast, c'mon Watch as I hit it through the middle of the city in a Chevy And I'm ready with the woofers that'll flip your block And I got the tick and a machete for the niggas actin' petty Get to talkin' an' I'm a heat up your block If you wanna bring your boys Better bring the toys Better bring the noise I'm a pump both up with ammunition Bodies I be hittin' when I get to spittin' everybody Shoulda broke and ain't nobody listen so now I Roll and 24s when I'm on your tip They don't know who I am ain't no body talkin' shit Tell me when did they ever think that I was a hoe 'Cause I got killas with me, Crips, Bloods, G's and folks And we be focused on the paper when we be up in the kitchen When we thinkin' about the money on the steady come up and I got the niggas That be ready for whatever with a whole war chest if a nigga run up AK 47, Desert Eagle, SK, Mac 11 for the niggas that'll try to run up Nigga what ya want I'm a bone thug get you while your sleeping Cause you know I'm creepin on ah come up Motherfuckers actin' like they don't know me But they know just who I am, I'm a motherfuckin' killa gorilla nigga You better act like you understand 'Cause I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest nigga that you ever heard of Motherfuckers actin' like don't the deal But they know just what to do Everybody talkin' in the streets so you know that I'm comin' straight for you I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest nigga that you ever heard of Quit the playin' nigga and get over on the Twista I'm a see you when I see you And I wouldn't want to be you Got the desert eagle When I'm rollin' in the regal And I'm lookin' at you evil Through the eye of a needle Not a misdemeanor But a murder with a millimeter Feel the heat of Twista when I'm bustin' at your whip I get a burglar when I be comin' for your shit I'm a get you for your goods when I run up in your crib Tell me where your jewelry at Where your safe Don't make me have to smack this ugly bitch in her face Is it behind the portrait or is it In your floor just let me know so that I can hit it up 'Cause I gots to go 'Cause I gotta throw it so I had to lick on them niggas 'Cause it used to be that if I had to hit 'em I'ma get 'em Never ride a burgundy Lamborghini Murcielago through the city Because I know that'll kill 'em Averagin' a 100 yards a game My competition' better back up I'm the e running back Niggas that ain't ready get the machete For the lyrical Jason of rap i'ma keep comin' back Motherfuckers actin' like they don't know me But they know just who I am, I'm a motherfuckin' killa gorilla nigga You better act like you understand 'Cause I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest nigga that you ever heard of Motherfuckers actin' like don't the deal But they know just what to do Everybody talkin' in the streets so you know that I'm comin' straight for you I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest nigga that you ever heard of The lyrical assassin the pocket I got in I be attackin' the track And I got a package of the good See a legendary representa for the city 'Cause I put it down ever since I been rappin' in the hood 17 years of goin' and flowin' And showin' these niggas when it come to beatin' me nobody could I was spittin' venom ever sense the days U-G-K been rappin' And talkin' about puttin' diamonds on the wood Pullin up in a old Cadillac before I got some thangs And I got that gwap and the numba one spot now I ride a range And because I spit that crack is the reason we got some change And if we ain't makin' money off rap then we got them thangs Got the 8 dollar hollas two for 15's A 4 and a split a nine piece so you can hit the whole brick How I win it by makin' a 100 every summer Pullin' up in the hummer can make a nigga so sick How we constantly come up with hits and steady be gettin' fans Is only because a nigga flows sick Showin' no debate everybody know I'm great Any muthafuckers that hate can suck my dick Motherfuckers actin' like they don't know me But they know just who I am, I'm a motherfuckin' killa gorilla nigga You better act like you understand 'Cause I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest nigga that you ever heard of Motherfuckers actin' like don't the deal But they know just what to do Everybody talkin' in the streets so you know that I'm comin' straight for you I'm a killer, a mass murda, the realest nigga that you ever heard of |
Who Wrote Creep Fast By DJ Technic?
Hal Davis, Herman Griffith, Carl Terrell Mitchell, Faheem Najm, Frederick Taylor
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