Havoc - The Midnight Creep lyrics

[Havoc] I give 'em to 'em gutter, straight gutter Ain't no other way to spit it, my nizzy, just fall easy n***as want a peace treaty, wanna bring the calm But when it's on, ain't a thing that can stop the pound Tear a fella a a**, a new a** at that Glad to clap, never that, we had to clap n***a do it to they self, when they force the hand Make me blast, how you trynna play me man Like n***as over here, don't get down for theirs I need some man time, who got the f**in' jack in here Where, ever I leave, my head's my home And if possible, always take my gat where I roam These slugs'll take the ba** outta n***as voice quick But, once we gangsta, now moist the sh** Scramble, he hit, how you like the scenery b**h Keep ya eyes on my hands, f** who you seeing me with [Chorus 2x: Havoc] Yo, I don't know you, you don't know me Just mind your own business, everything'll be sweet We don't talk over here, we just speak with the heat You don't wanna see a n***a, on that midnight creep [Twin Gambino] And that chains over here, I'm just still bustin' my gun Still rippin' on your shorties, wildin' out with my dunns On the grind, don't do nothing dumb, just hold ya head Cuz the rest of my soldiers, stressed out in jail With on bail, facing the rest of they life We got to get it right and keep it tight, and stay on the low For them a**holes, clockin' our dough, love when I flow Keep doing that sh**, they gots to go Infamous Mobb gots to blow, pounds of dro' Makin' all the shorties, gettin' down on the floor From that Murda Muzik sh**, that'll make ya flip And dump a clip, in a n***a that be talkin' sh** We think sick, check the credits, we get busy And grimey, and gritty, when we livin' in the city It's haters, traders, fake a** playas Come to QBC, and nobody could save ya [Chorus 2x] [Havoc] Of course we keep it gangsta, straight gangsta n***as know it, I don't have to prove it, or show it The gun bark, and the bite is a mutha, a k**a A playa, lay it down, a four pounder The calm downer, when n***as act a little too active Smack kids into next week, little ba*tards Ya'll cats think I'm playin' with this rap sh** I'm here to take it to the top, you f**in' f*ggots [Chorus 2x]