lirik lagu lil nephew - creepin
[intro]
(ellis)
(mvmbo)
n~ggas know
them l.m.gs, them l.m.gs, them l.m.gs
40 gang, 40 gang, 40 gang
[verse]
yeah, uh, real pain i lost some friends and i can’t get them back
show no remorse up on them drills we tryna make a pack
talking bout the opps i heard that rat got shot all in his back
they caught the baby, did him bad, they hit him in his chest
creeping.. late night, we tryna catch a vic, get up close
paint him and, don’t stop until you hear that cl!ck
that n~gga went out like king von , he tryna throw a fist
brody got that 23 and it’s kobe filled inside that stick
turn you ghost this sh~t get bl~~dy, i’m a big rapper
you know me, i’m all about that money, round the city bippin
baby k!ller stepping like he chucky, catch a opp, stand ova him
we do that sh~t for lil’ sonny
i ain’t gon’ lie, i be on that, i ain’t pumpin
they approach me, stood on 10, you know lil neph dont do the runnin
spot em’ shoot from trey , zoe was tryna hit his pumpkin
b~tch, we really on that court, & we tryna really score a bucket
i could walk inside this b~tch and i feel safe, bro got his fire tucked
shake my dreads, they know it’s neph, like, what n~gga gon’ try something
b~tches shaking ass, that sh~t so fat, might get behind one
they say you got the ball, it’s time to lock in, cause your time comin
you can’t run from who? , spoke on sonny, so it’s personal
you better tie your shoes, stand on top and let him have it
we ain’t binging out the roof, we like to come from different ways
and hit your brain and make cahoots , go
uh catch him lackin, yeah, boy, i feel like flavor flav
that sh~t crazy, they took my brother out that motherf~ckin’ game
i’m tryna sh~t on my opps and pop out trim with big~ass chains
free the guys, this sh~t run deep, we tryna slide for all this pain
y’all ain’t active in the field, y’all only bend blocks’ in yall raps
caught that n~gga, brodie screamin’, go he came back with a hat
trappin’ out the za we got what you need, don’t call for plat
he was speakin’ to the cops and now he all up in my pack
its this one opp grave f~cked up, like, fix yall homie, headstone
lil’ rizz put me in the song, that n~gga know he dead wrong
all that trollin’, you be the first to go, like, now you dead and gone
you ain’t no gang to me, can’t hang with me now, i’ma switch my flow
uh bro, just got that milly, you know that 10 his favorite gun
and we got them 40s, b~tch, we tryna have some fun
how you drop the burner, bl!ckin’, then go try to run
and this sh~t for lil’ mir so all we know is red rum
and its, f~ck the opps, i play they block more than my own strip
steady typin’, with no burner, boy, go get your own gl!ck
i was d~mn bad needin’ money, so i feel my own l!ck
and i step behind lil’ mir so on they graves, we gon’ p~ss
uh~huh, they took my homie, i’ma chase a opp before i chase a thot
like i said before, lil’ n~gga, go ahead, f~ckin’ drop a dot
we be spinnin’ for retaliation, bl!ckin’, never stop
hit his face, run off, hop back in, i’ma do my f~ckin’ bop
i’m with the bros where the b~tches, where the hoes at
n~gga, you don’t even got no hot, where your pole at
lookin’ for the opps, like, where the f~ck you lo’s at?’
got inside the jam and told it all, you’s a cold rat
[outro]
we drop a r for every opp, we drop a r for every opp
them lmgs, them lmgs, go, go
them lmgs, them lmgs, 40 gang
we hop out cuts and, do sh~t bad n~gga
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
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