Crept and We Came

Stalking got fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Stalking got fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Stalking got fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
Stalking got fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill

Ready be often and we coughing and, uh, all of us pray
Follow me murderous guage, follow me murderous ways
Steadily pumping Mossberg peelers kill you, po, po, roll silent so
Pop, pop outta the window we roll, little Ripster realer stalking
Better off this way, tossed off in the coffin and bagged
Slang on the darkside man, bang on the darkside man
Outta the thuggish ruggish city running with mail
When I bail back to my lair with a 12-guage Mossberg pump and shells
Yell bloody murder, murder coming to serve you
Running with guts and bats and poles and if I hit the roses, I withdraw

'Cause it's on, and I crept and I came up
Remember that killer, that nigga named Leatherface
Now if you a thug nigga, pick up your pump and buck it
But the bitch ain't done, begin to fuck it
Nigga, we trust and we about to be shutting this rap thang down
Never taking no shorts or losses man
No way, no how popping now
I step in the clique and I doubt if I change my daily thang
Nigga, don't hang with the phony busta niggas

Only roll with thugsters, killers
Speaking of killer, me sneak and me snuck
And me murder them every time now
Bodies be dug up in dumpsters, execution double nine style
Hey, say give it up to the niggas
Who steadily slanging that yayo, bankroll
When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low
When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low
When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low

Nigga should have seen the Bone done came and touched down
Came up with a plan, now we creeping up outta me hometown
Me hate to be leaving the Glock-Glock now
But I'm living so low down, Bone gotta roll out
We living like trust, give it up to the bang
Always stay down for my thang
And I still remain the same
Never gon' change on my hood, I claim

Nigga done jumped in the game
It's straight up confusing because niggas be shady
Nigga still gotta watch his back daily
Even mine lately, but they can't break little Layzie
So a nigga stay focused I gotta get paid
The buddah, it run me forever me blaze
Thugging in my murderous ways
Prison or gauge, let the buckshots spray
We Tru to this day

No Shorts and No Losses was meant nigga not played (bottom line niggas)
And Cleveland in your face
And nigga we rolling with Ruthless in the nine
For the pain, for the gain
For the love of money fuck the fame
We peeped game, we crept and we came

Stalking got fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill
Stalking got fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill

Bone crept and we came wit' a gang bang
Told you get down for them thangs man
But Bone still kicks it with the same Trues
Thugging on the Glock-Glock ain't shit change
Buck them, fuck them, put them in the ground way down, lay down
Busta, nigga, don't be trying no dumb shit
Bone still be pumping them daily slugs at you
Creeping up outta the hood

Rolled to the West Coast wit' this rap shit nigga made good
Thinking on the nine-nine, reaching for my nine
Reaching for your shit wish you would
Pumping them slugs, put them in the body bag
Nigga down for you cash nigga, that's your life
Nigga it's like that when my shit clap
One to the temple straight to the mind

Bailing down the Claire
Getting much love, needing my bud
Gotta sell me some dum dum smoke
Me meaning that yum yum dope
And it ain't shit to swang some thangs
Putting my gauge in your throat

Stalking gat fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Bailing for safety, we make it and chill

Ah, nigga stay down for my thang bang
Sending me bullets up in the brains, ah the bustas
Hustlers, so nigga never trust us
We the motherfucking thugsters
Strugglers, 12-gauge dumpsters, taking no shorts or no losses
Nigga the fifth dog, no tame swang (gotta get mark)
Insane, so many hoes done took ah loss
Nigga get tossed by the boss
And I'm off the when I put it down Bone

Wanna fuck with a thug? Your wrong
On the ground they lay when I spray that chrome
Bullets they fly, niggas they die
I'm coming up willing to ride got mine
East 99 off inner that crime
Where the thugsters find they time to grind?
Dropping a dime, packing a nine, and ready to bang
Pulling the trigger to blow out your brain
Bone gotta gain man we crept and we came

Bailing for safety, we make it and chill
Bailing for safety, we make it and chill
Bailing for safety, we make it and chill

Stalking got fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Stalking got fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Stalking got fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Stalking got fools walking jack moves
Ready to pap you if we have to daily
Bailing for safety, we make it and chill

Bailing for safety, we make it and chill
Bailing for safety, we make it and chill



Credits
Writer(s): Flesh-n-bone, Charles Scruggs, Anthony Henderson, Steven Howse, Bryon Mccane, Tim Middleton, Tony Cowan
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