DJ Yella - Creep N Crawl lyrics

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DJ Yella - Creep N Crawl lyrics

[Intro: Eazy-E] Straight off the streets of motherf**in' Compton It's the downest n***a I know Eazy motherf**in' me 'bout to kick your a** in '93 (Creep with me, as I crawl through the hood) [Hook: Eazy-E] 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 [Verse 1: Eazy-E] I got my n***as from Grape Street, Watts I got my n***as from the C-P-T I got my n***as all across the motherf**in' 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 f** 'em ("Motherf**in' right y'all.") Back to the set as I jet Not givin' a f** about the n***a that I wet That's what he gotta shout for actin' like a trick Now he`s 6 feet and I`m deep in his b**h Creepin', creepin', creepin' on the marks that be sleepin' Catch you slippin' slap the clip in, buck `em every weekend A scandalous lil` n***a with no heart to feel remorse Dig the n***a's corpse, leave it on his momma`s porch Don`t give a f** about sh**, that`s why I mellow Or maybe it`s the fact that I`m kin to the devil A psychopathic n***a that's always quick to fill a n***a for a lick cause I`m a motherf**in' k**er Thrilla from Manila though I'm shorter than the average Try to test your luck and get bucked by a motherf**in' savage [Hook] [Verse 2: Eazy-E] I got my n***as from Grape Street, Watts I got my n***as from the C-P-T I got my n***as all across the motherf**in' land That's down with the E-A-Z-Y-E Now, later on that night as I`m rollin' Lookin' for a n***a I can gat and pack a hole in Stoppin' at a light on the late night Fire up a Philly Blunt to get my head right See some n***as 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 a** down Reach for who was fool, make my move Leaned out my jeep and I creep kinda smooth With the gat to the n***a`s dome now he sleeps One shot to the top body flopped on the seat, peep I dumped on the lil` skinny pa**enger A b**h is screamin' in a rage, so I blasted her Smashed and I got about 5 blocks Before I got stopped by punk a** cops sh**, f** `em fu*k YOU *shots* Motherf**er, hahaha [Hook]