Typical Tracer - Creep Fast (feat. T-Pain) | Текст песни

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[Knocks]
POLICE! We have a search warrant!

[Twista]
Come on, come on
Aye T-Pain, T-pain its twista
Come this way come on we gotta creep fast
Come on

[Verse 1: (Twista)]
Watch as I
Hit it thru the middle of the city in a chevy
And im ready with the woofers that'll pimp yo block
And I got em takin the machete for the nigguhs that get paid to the
talkin imma hit up yo block
If u wanna bring yo boys better bring the toys better bring the noise
Imma about to full of ammunition
Bodys that be hittin when I get to spittin everybody shOula brOken
in nobody listen
So now I roll on 24's when im on your tip
They all know who I am aint nobody talkin shit
Tell me when if ever they think that I was a hoe
Cuz I got killas with me crips bloods g's and fOes
And we be focused on the paper when we be up in the kitchen
We thinkin bout the money on the steady come up
And I got the nigguhs that be ready for whatever
With tha whole war chest if a nigguh run up
A-k 47 desert eagle s-k mack 11 for the nigguh that'll try to run up
Nigguh what you want im a baller get you where you sleepin cuz you all
creepin on tha come up

[Chorus: (T-Pain)]
Hey
Motherfuckers actin like they dont know me but they know jus who I am
I'm a motherfuckin killa gorilla nigguh
You better act like you understand
Cuz I'm a killer
A masked murder
The realest nigguh that you ever heard of
Motherfuckers actin like they dont know the deal
But they know just what to do
Everybody talkin on the streets so you know that im comin straight for you
Cuz I'm a killer
A masked murder
The realest nigguh that you ever heard of

[Verse 2: (Twista)]
Try to play a nigguh and get over on the twista
Imma see you when I see you and I wouldn't wanna be you
Got the desert eagle and I'm rollin' in a regal
When I'm lookin at you evil through the eye of a needle
Not a misdemeanor but a murder wit a millimeter
Feel the heat of twista when I'm bustin at ya whip
I became a burglarer when I'm comin for your shit
Imma get chu for your goods when I run up in ur crib
Tell me where your jewelry at
Where your safe (where yo safe?)
Dont make me have to smack this ugly bitch in her face (shut up bitch)
Is it behind the pOrtrait or is it in yo floor? (uh huh)
Just let me so that I can hit it up cuz I gots to go
Cuz I got up on it so hit a lick on them nigguhs cuz it use to be if
I gotta get em imma get em
Never ride a burgandy lamborghini masialago through the city because
I know that'll kill em
Averagin a hundred yards a game
My competition better back up I'm tha key runnin back
Nigguhs that aint ready get the machete for the lyrical chase
in the rap imma keep comin back

[Chorus: (T-Pain)]
Hey
Motherfuckers actin like they dont know me but they know jus who I am
I'm a motherfuckin killa gorilla nigguh
You better act like you understand
Cuz I'm a killer
A masked murder
The realest nigguh that you ever heard of
Motherfuckers actin like they dont know the deal
But they know just what to do
Everybody talkin on the streets so you know that I'm comin straight for you
Cuz I'm a killer
A masked murder
The realest nigguh that you ever heard of

[Verse 3: (Twista)]
The lyrical assassin
A mack and it gotta be attack on a track if I gotta pack tha cheddar good
T a legendary representa for the city
Cuz I put it down every since I been rappin for the hood
17 years I go and I flow on the show on these nigguhs when it
comes to beatin me nobody could
I been spittin venom every since the days ugk been rappin and
talkin bout puttin diamonds on
The wood
Rollin in a old cadillac before I got some flames
I done got that gwap got a little mOre slot now I ride a range
Maybe cuz I spit that crack is the reason we got some change
And if we aint makin mone

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