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Dirty - 6 Deep Creepin lyrics
[Verse 1 - G] We be 6 deep creepin' In a Deville sittin' up on D's with the suspension squeakin' Got us some P, runnin' the D's so we gon' smoke this weekend I'm with my G's, if we got beef, we gon' commense to squeezin' Bullets commense to skeetin' Give my whole clique one reason Why we shouldn't slang crack and cocaine, nigga my pockets weak and So I'ma bring in everythang, then my G's ain't eatin' So the result is layin' you down with them Tec-9 bullets skeetin' That's all we know so that's how we go grab the ski mask for disguisin' Can't let him see me cause he gon' know me and it'll be too surprisin' Fuck this nigga cause I'm ridin' Tryin' to come up so quickly No time to stall, lickin' 'em all, got a whole team that's strictly Ready to ball, stand up tall and they all move so swiftly Them niggaz ain't scared, they do it for bread See they gon' come go with me Bustin' up heads and lettin' loose lead And what do yo rhyme even matter After you licked you ain't worth shit we get what we got and we scatter Back to the crib, divide this here, my pockets is gettin' fatter Yours getting flatter When you heard the glass shatter That means me and my niggaz done gathered Now you bout to feel the wrath of Somethin' that you wished you hadn't of And all I can say is back up because I'm bout to act up I get the stash from the back from the move I got a good alibi we could use We took the dead bodies off in the pool And put the gloves that we used in the stool Shit, you gon' have to flush that too Make sure that you see what you do Cause if the PIG find out then we thr |
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