Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Listen To My Creep, artist - RBL Posse.
Date of issue: 03.01.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Listen To My Creep |
Boom it in your, boom it in your, boom it in your Jeep |
Listen to my creep, listen to my creep |
Listen to my creep while you rollin' four deep |
Listen to my creep, listen to my creep |
Boom it in your, boom it in your, boom it in your Jeep |
Listen to my creep, listen to my creep |
Listen to my creep while you rollin' four deep |
Peter Piper pickin' a patch |
Pickin' my patch, you might get catched |
Snatched up in the cuts of the woods |
Tryna take me for my scratch |
Tiggidy-tag-tag-tag-their toe |
Gat about three in a row |
Grab my puff and I’m out, it’s magic tree, piggity-presto |
I’m harder than that nigga Gusto, but I’m not the fake one |
I come like Vietnam, dropping bombs like Saddam |
Hussein, who rings my doorbell, I cause hell |
You come up on my set, ho, you break more than a nail |
But I’m taking niggas' souls like the bottom of a shoe |
And down you like a chocolate Yoo-Hoo fuckin' with the crew |
The way that I’m steady swingin', Hitman is a sinister |
Throw my punch to the roof, caught him in the kisser |
Ooh, damn blood, that nigga came tight, dude |
You gotta come tight too, dude |
Damn, nigga, how you gon' come on this shit? |
Check I’m comin', though |
It’s the nigga with the gat blastin' |
Now I’m mashin' down the block on the plot |
Nigga, watch my ass drop |
‘Cause it’s the young black assassin, kickin' ass’n |
‘Cause I hate you with a passion |
So won’t you listen to my creep, I roll deep |
Deeper than the muthafuckin' sea, you’s a flea |
Use my 4 to the 4, now watch me get dumb |
Diddy-dumb-diddy-dumb-diddy-diddy-dumb-dumb |
On a mission, I’ll mention, any muthafuckin' who gots the full competition |
Because I’m dishin' |
Them big fat slugs for them fat backs |
And them dirty rats, I got fat bats and them bumper jacks |
You smack me and I’ll smack, you back |
A muthafuckin' fact that a nigga peels caps |
Like it ain’t no fuckin' thang, so peep |
Some real ass niggas on this muthafuckin' creep |
I ain’t gotta use no bathroom but a nigga’s kinda pissed |
‘Cause this nigga played me like a donut, tried to have me in a twist |
Oh shit, or is it just the funk that I’m smellin'? |
‘Cause these niggas see me making money and they effort’s failin' |
But um, peep game, please stop and listen |
Before your fuckin' head and my nine starts to kissin' |
Dismissin' them thoughts that I’m a punk |
I’ll smoke a nigga quicker than I do when smokin' skunk |
Slam dunk, that ass, just a Spalding basketball |
My alibi, shit, I’m just a local rapper, y’all |
This situation I’m facing |
Having beefin' niggas come together like Herm’s compilation |
But I don’t know about a gangbang |
‘Cause in '94, shit, it’s all about a fuckin' clique thang |
So hit the J and take a tweak |
And keep them eardrums open so you can listen to my creep |
Listen to my creep, listen to my creep |
Boom it in your, boom it in your, boom it in your Jeep |
Listen to my creep, listen to my creep |
Listen to my creep while you rollin' four deep |
Listen to my creep, listen to my creep |
Boom it in your, boom it in your, boom it in your Jeep |
Listen to my creep, listen to my creep |
Listen to my creep while you rollin' four deep |
Listen to my creep, listen to my creep |
Boom it in your, boom it in your, boom it in your Jeep |
Listen to my creep, listen to my creep |
Listen to my creep while you rollin' four deep |
Listen to my creep, listen to my creep |
Boom it in your, boom it in your, boom it in your Jeep |
Listen to my creep, listen to my creep |
Listen to my creep while you rollin' four deep |
Listen to my creep… |