Creep N Crawl

Eazy-E

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    Straight off the streets of muthafuckin' Compton
    It's the downest nigga I know
    Eazy muthafuckin' me
    Bout to kick your ass in 93

    Ye-e-e-a-h

    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

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    I got my niggas from Grapestreet 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 for A? '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 late night
    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
    Hahaha

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