Creep n Crawl

Straight off tha streets of muthafuckin' Compton

It's the downest nigga I know

Eazy 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

Thats down with the Eazy-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

Thats 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 no 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 thats always quick to fill a

Nigga for a lic '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

Thats down with the Eazy-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, muthafucka

Ha, ha, ha