Lirik Lagu Late Night Creepin' - Master P F/ Big Ed, Lil' Ric
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Verse 1 (Master P)
Four niggas in the Chev and we all strappedPut one up in the chamber case we had to bust capsLet me let you know bitch who you fucking withMaster P killa murder motherfucking lunaticWith the giggety giggety ninePut the glock to your dome and your shit will be giggety mineBreak you off something proper bitchAsk me where I'm from the manor central soutside of the RichWorry niggas can't stand meCause I'm known on the turf for servingthem fiends that fucking killa candyBreak 'em off as I creep slowBut if you run up on the Pyeah you know you get your ass smoked12 o'clock and my beeper still beepingOn my way to the northside late night creeping
(Chorus)
Late night creeping (creeping)Should I say jacking or should I say skeezing
The dope fiends be begging me for crackAlthough they want to beat me with they baseball bats
Verse 2 (Master P)
Red and to the blue will be the giggety plain giggety thangA nigga slang dope, but the P I don't gang bangLeave a sucker dead any mark on a slab of rockArrive at your house smoke a sherm than a nigga laughPlay a game called show and tellAnd if the bitch is hella thick tell her meet me at the motelCause slipping is a no noAnd the bitch better come true so long at the mo moI'll leave a bitch dead and brokeCheck a hoe, I ain't no motherfucking got damn captain save a hoeSo with my nine I be sleepingCheck it out bitch if you catch me late night creeping
(Chorus)
Verse 3 (Master P, Lil'Ric)
I can't sleep at night my mind start playing tricksI'm having nightmares the ghetto's trying to kill me bitchI'm paranoid, I sleep with three fucking gatsA tech nine, a oozie, and a carjackI'm addicted to money and bitches hella disturbA ounce of dank, that'll calm a nigga nervesI will mash on that ass like a gas pedalYou owe me scraps I will melt you like a piece of metalI'm a bounce your ass just like a basketballAnd with a pig's blood, write your name up on the wallSo make your fucking death wishAnd why you dead I'm gone steal your goods and fuck your bitchI'm a let you know life in the Rich ain't no jokeSo don't you coming riding without your straps hoeAnd you know the Rich is known for busting capsDiggety zap the P put the Rich on the giggety map
Lil' Ric
Yeah, back at that ass once again thereIts your nigga Lil Ric, creepin through the windowsGetting him for whatever I can getNow its time for my niggas to rideand let this shit fuckin clear
Verse 4 (Big Ed)
Late night creeping Big Ed and Master PP has got his tech I got my nine next to meCause niggas like to jack and in the Bay it never stopsBut my hollow tips will leave more scars than the chicken poxOr run up ya like EmmittHitting like Bonds cause I have a nice slugging percentageBecause a nigga's like locedRun on up, I'll call ya hickory because your gonna get smokedI ain't no joker g cause I'm TRUAnd everybody in my crew a TRU g tooI thought you knew motherfuckerI'm the type of nigga that'll leave ya fucking heart in the gutterWith the rat-tat-tat rat-tat-tat rat-tat-tat-tatP, I'm gone put this fucking nigga on his backI'm a show you why they sleepingCause its me and P and we late night creeping
(Chorus)
Four niggas in the Chev and we all strappedPut one up in the chamber case we had to bust capsLet me let you know bitch who you fucking withMaster P killa murder motherfucking lunaticWith the giggety giggety ninePut the glock to your dome and your shit will be giggety mineBreak you off something proper bitchAsk me where I'm from the manor central soutside of the RichWorry niggas can't stand meCause I'm known on the turf for servingthem fiends that fucking killa candyBreak 'em off as I creep slowBut if you run up on the Pyeah you know you get your ass smoked12 o'clock and my beeper still beepingOn my way to the northside late night creeping
(Chorus)
Late night creeping (creeping)Should I say jacking or should I say skeezing
The dope fiends be begging me for crackAlthough they want to beat me with they baseball bats
Verse 2 (Master P)
Red and to the blue will be the giggety plain giggety thangA nigga slang dope, but the P I don't gang bangLeave a sucker dead any mark on a slab of rockArrive at your house smoke a sherm than a nigga laughPlay a game called show and tellAnd if the bitch is hella thick tell her meet me at the motelCause slipping is a no noAnd the bitch better come true so long at the mo moI'll leave a bitch dead and brokeCheck a hoe, I ain't no motherfucking got damn captain save a hoeSo with my nine I be sleepingCheck it out bitch if you catch me late night creeping
(Chorus)
Verse 3 (Master P, Lil'Ric)
I can't sleep at night my mind start playing tricksI'm having nightmares the ghetto's trying to kill me bitchI'm paranoid, I sleep with three fucking gatsA tech nine, a oozie, and a carjackI'm addicted to money and bitches hella disturbA ounce of dank, that'll calm a nigga nervesI will mash on that ass like a gas pedalYou owe me scraps I will melt you like a piece of metalI'm a bounce your ass just like a basketballAnd with a pig's blood, write your name up on the wallSo make your fucking death wishAnd why you dead I'm gone steal your goods and fuck your bitchI'm a let you know life in the Rich ain't no jokeSo don't you coming riding without your straps hoeAnd you know the Rich is known for busting capsDiggety zap the P put the Rich on the giggety map
Lil' Ric
Yeah, back at that ass once again thereIts your nigga Lil Ric, creepin through the windowsGetting him for whatever I can getNow its time for my niggas to rideand let this shit fuckin clear
Verse 4 (Big Ed)
Late night creeping Big Ed and Master PP has got his tech I got my nine next to meCause niggas like to jack and in the Bay it never stopsBut my hollow tips will leave more scars than the chicken poxOr run up ya like EmmittHitting like Bonds cause I have a nice slugging percentageBecause a nigga's like locedRun on up, I'll call ya hickory because your gonna get smokedI ain't no joker g cause I'm TRUAnd everybody in my crew a TRU g tooI thought you knew motherfuckerI'm the type of nigga that'll leave ya fucking heart in the gutterWith the rat-tat-tat rat-tat-tat rat-tat-tat-tatP, I'm gone put this fucking nigga on his backI'm a show you why they sleepingCause its me and P and we late night creeping
(Chorus)
