Ese 40'z - Midnight Creepin' lyrics

"Midnight Creepin" (Ese 40'z Verse One) You f**in around with the realest "South Side T-town" so you feel this Ready to ride with my g's and my loccs And I putting it down when I k** this Track to a beat with the flow from the street Mothaf**a really comin out roll with the heat Blowin a sweet when I go on the creep And you know that it's me f**in hoes in the free Cuz it's goin down in the right way Kegs up in the zone on a Friday With a hyna by my side down to ride tonight All the freaky sh** that I say You f**in with some psycho villains 30 round clip when the rifle's drillin Dirty down sh** homicidal chillin Open up a mutt leave a rival spillin 505 was the area code "T-town South Side" and that's where I'm known Every time I be drinkin with homies and fadin the green With no care I'm gone Off in the darkness late night creepin Up in the town that never be sleepin Land of the berg pipe know for tweekin County of Eddy that's where I'm speakin Me and my gees put that sh** on swerve Hit another party running over f**ing curbs Bottle of Bacardi twistin on some potent herbs Pedo we be startin nother day another verrrrrssse (Ese 40'z Verse Two) Chillin like a villian on that level Drinkin on a fifth with a "Lil Blue Devil" On my shoulder tellin me to let go Of these shots in the mothaf**ing ghetto Grippin on the wheel and you know we down to ride Steady dippin on the chill with the homie on the side While I'm sippin on the Steel 211 getting high Got me trippin on the real with a cuete do or die After that we crept to the block And the brew was cold but the hoes are gone Took another line as I stepped to the top Make a mothaf**in right on Roselawn Where we headed pa** that blunt To grab another 30 from "Town And c*nt" Might as well grab two get down get drunk Homie thought you knew we bound to dump Cruised by the projects headed for "The Zoo" Throwin empty beer cans on Lolita Avenue Make a left at the park think I need another brew And I need a leak hit the alley in a few Where them hoes at that be up at the Abos Where mutts chill fool f** my rivals Roll with the heat full clip survival Crack another brew as I take me a trago Life in the madness Cops hara**in on them streets when they see me Dirty a** badges keep on pa**in Tuckin heats from the A.P.D Dipped from the spot now we headed for the south Washington and thirteenth finna let the shotty out Juras said we did what? What the hell you talkin bout" I'm a plead the f**in fifth Nothing's coming out my mouth (Ese 40'z Verse Three) Cuz when you f**in with them soldiers From the land of the T-town We gonna fold ya Catch a vala or a beat down... Cuz when you f**in with them soldiers In the land of the T-town We gonna fold ya Catch a vala or a beat down... Come roll to my spot get down with a gee Missions on the block in the "Town of the T" Take another shot getting drowned in the heat Ba** boomin out the box to the sound of the beat Late night strollin all through the ghetto Tre five seven lazy blue devil Roll with the Grouch neva let the dust settle Gage kickin ba** to a 22 treble Plottin on a scheme where we might go chill Going down to night with psycho ville Lens with the hoes but they trifle still Diggin in their guts and I might go fill Up another cup of the "Jungle Juice" Finna bust a nut when I hung that noose Put it in her mouth then her tongue got loose Player from the south now I done that dueces On a mothaf**in playa tip Other hynas get mad cuz they a trip Find us at the pad every day we sip Barbeque in on the side it's all gravy trick So don't f** around with these southwest hustlas Livin in the land of mesquites and yuccas Jumpin out with the heat and the ruckus Dumpin in the street enemies can't touch us