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lirik lagu leroy mc - creepin'

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[verse 1]
i grabbed the pole mash him i’m in action mode
i stash the load, expansion mass across the globe
you trash i’m pro for ransom i charge handsome dough
you ran and fold you like 10s pop
i’m 70s soul
like a moustache and a massive fro
tried to dash in the whip so quick like what you crash it for
why your shawty sticking out her ass and done her lashes for
to me it seems like there’s another thing she asking for
i see her glancing bro, you better catch her ass quick
before she plays the rebound and i sn~tch the board
man what you think i’m rapping for
i’m tryna have a double do’ mansion an cash in on the cheques i’m owed
how you gon’ flex but poor i never flexed when i was broke
so why you tryna stress it for less is more
scared to drop my first album and have it sounding unprofessional
latter half of 24′ the streets we ran em’ bro
i master flows no fibs told, i’m the actual goat
whether passive or bold i’m naturally so crafty with my flow
that i haven’t sold a single bar to a ghost~written rapper hoe
hah
true gifted talent actually so
i’m an extension of real people who ain’t had an outlet and spoke
i’m so ready to spit heavy i grabbed the mic and it broke
and after i spit a sixteen i light up my dope
[verse 2]
the tasks given i mask rhythms with fat lyrics
my last victim in battle had a new ass ripped in
i’m fast witty and talented past the last sh~tty
mainstream sydney rapper who actually can’t be called that
get off my b~llsack i spit that fire like gas and lighters
she want a call back but i don’t know if i can reply her
i’m rocking all black and making moves under screeching tyres
she getting tighter but imma make it a lil wider
i’m an angel flying death defying lexus riding
the scent of kush inside the benz the breath of fire
i’m next in line for the goat debate how i’m stretching lines
temperatures rising till 8am i stay inside
from 10pm cause my curfew from crime has not expired
giving lessons bout selling weed we the street professors
pushing whips an dropping off bags was my profession
selling coke to addicts with they kids right next to em
i’m not new to doing horrible things
robbed a scamming fiend ain’t left a fingerprint on the scene
at this point you couldn’t call me anything but mean
i’m creepin


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