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Creep City (feat. Sheek Louch)

I'm a G about mine, while most holdin' the 9s

Niggas crossin' the line, I'm a leave it right in their spine

I regulate on these herbs, I'm sick in it with the words

I pitch on these curbs, I'm Iron Mike with the birds

Hold up! Not enough manical, golden cross, Sabathical

Black hoodie, black pimp, here we're nukin' 'em radical

Fuck around with them boys, I'm sittin' low with them toys

Diamonds on my wrist piece, fifty somethin' in royalties

Silver back of the rat and front in back of the trap

And front and back of the trap, forever clappin' the Mac

I done seen niggas get shot, I'dda bagged up in the spot

I don't ran when it got hot, I don't slept on that cock

Been gettin' money, imagine what I'm bout to do

You a bitch, name a hood that will vouch for you

Get popped up, find yo ass chopped in two. Let's go!

I'd rather be a have than a have not

There's a lot of shit that I'd rather not have

Drama, being a nigga that the shot blast

Hustlin', bein' a nigga that the cops pass

Smokin', sayn to myself this will not last

Lookin' at the bottle with pills, drop the pop half

I put a bullet in yo body, in the top half

You's a funny ass nigga, I did not laugh

Blood shed, tears fall, fuck the hero is the villain that we cheer for

Family money and weed the things that I care for

And it hauls the war, that I'm prepared for

Cold heart, black soul, I ain't got to be drunk to whyle and let the gat go

Lirically, I'm on a whole 'nother plat, so

Talkin' to the holy ghost, but we ain't in the chapel

(Imagine what I'm bout to do)

(You a bitch, name a hood that will vouch for you)

(You get popped up, find yo ass chopped in two)

We'll kill you, that's what D Block will do

(Been gettin' money, imagine what I'm bout to do)

(You a bitch, name a hood that will vouch for you)

We'll kill you, that's what D Block will do

Niggas land and the hammer's off

Givin' cocaine out like Santa Claus

The fan I'm playn, Diana Ross

From my hood, where niggas tell you to handle yours

You don't wanna be the one that they light the candle for

Hit 'em in the face, broad daylight, Channel 4

Go scientifical, think it as not typical

Hold then a nickle, play to killin' is not difficult

Gettin' money, imagine what I'm bout to do

We from D Block, I'll lay a nigga out for you

I'm wolf, saw some what the Alfa do

Cut guts out, even chop a scalp or two

(Imagine what I'm bout to do)

(You a bitch, name a hood that will vouch for you)

(You get popped up, find yo ass chopped in two)

We'll kill you, that's what D Block will do

(Been gettin' money, imagine what I'm bout to do)

(You a bitch, name a hood that will vouch for you)

We'll kill you, that's what D Block will do

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