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Crept n we came Lyricsby Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Buy album CD: Other Songs 7 - W Bizzy Bone (Chorus): Stalkin gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves, Ready to pap you if we have to, daily, Stalkin gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves, Ready to pap you if we have to daily, Stalkin gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves, Ready to pap you if we have to daily, Krayzie: (Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill) Stalkin' gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves, Ready to pap you if we have to daily, Krayzie: (Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill) Bizzy Bone: Ready be off and in a coffin' and.. uh.. follow his grave, follow me murderous gauge, follow me murderous ways, Steadily pumpin' as me killas kill ya, Pop more a silencer, Pop pop, outta the window we roll, Let the Ripsta' reel 'em off, and better off this way, tossed of in a coffin and bagged, Slang on tha darkside man... Bang on tha darkside man, Land of the thuggish ruggish city, will it reveal? well I went back to my land with a 12 gauge Mossberg Pump, big shells, The bloody murda murda comin to serve ya, runnin' with gangstas that suppose and I rip the road that's how we roll Krayzie: Cuz it's on and I crept and I came up, remember that killa, That nigga named LeathaFace, now if you thug nigga pick up you pump, and buck it, put a bitch up in a gutter, fuck it, Nigga we judged and we fucked and we shuttin' this rap thang down, Neva takin' no shorts or no losses man, No way how no foul thang now, I steadily thinkin' and then if I changed my daily thang, Nigga don't hand with them phony busta niggas, Only roll with thugstas, killas, Pick up me gun and me stick and me stuck, And me muda them everytime now, Bodies be dumped off in dumpstas, execution double nine style, hey, say give it to the niggas who steady be slangin that llello, bank-roll, 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, Layzie Bone: Nigga shoulda seen the Bone done cmae and touched down, Came up with that thang and me creepin' up outta me hometown, Me hate to be leavin' the glock glock nine, But I'm livin' so low down, Bone gotta roll out, We livin' like Trues, Give up to tha bang, Always stay down for my thang, and I still remain the same, Nigga gon' change I'ma hood I claim, Nigga done jumped in the game, And straigh up confusion cause niggas be shady, Nigga still gotta watch his back daily, Even mo' lately, but they can't break Lil' Layzie, So a nigga stay phat cause I gotta get paid, The buddah it run me forever me blaze, Thuggin' in my murderous ways, Crazin' a gauge let the buckshots spray, We shoot to this day, No short or no losses was meant nigga not played, (Bottom line niggas) and Cleveland in yo' face, And nigga we rollin' with the 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... Bizzy Bone (Hook): Stalkin' gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves, Ready to pap you if we have to, daily, Krayzie: (Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill) Stalkin' gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves, Ready to pap you if we have to, daily, Krayzie: (Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill) Wish Bone: Bone crept and we came with tha gang bang, Told you get down for them thangs man, But Bone still kick it with tha same Trues, Thuggin' on the glock glock, ain't shit changed, Buck 'em, fuck 'em, put 'em in the ground, way down, lay down Busta, nigga don't be tryin' no dumb shit, Bone be pumpin' them daily slugs at ya. Creepin' up outta the hood, rolled to the West Coast with this rap shit, Nigga made good, Thinkin' on the nine-nine, reachin' for my nine, reachin for yo' shit, wish you would... Pumpin' them slugs, put 'em in a body bag, Nigga down fo' yo' cash, nigga that's yo life, Nigga it's like that, When my shit clap, One to the temple.. straight to the mind, Bailin' down the Claire gettin' much love, needin' mo' bud, Gotta sell me some dum dum smoke, Me meaning that yum yum dope, And it ain't shit to swang some thangs, Puttin' my gauge in your throat.. Bizzy Bone: Stalkin' gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves, Ready to pap you if we have to, daily Krayzie: (Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill) Flesh N Bone: Ah nigga stay down for my thang bang, Sendin' me bullets up in the brains, ah the bustas, Hustlas so nigga never trust us, we the muthafuckin' thugstas, Strugglas 12- gauge pumpstas, takin' no short or no losses, Nigga the fifth dog, no tame swang (Gotta get mark) Insane, so many hoes done took a loss, Nigga get tossed by the boss, And I'm off the hook when I put it down Bone, Wanna fuck with a thug, ya wrong, All around they lay when I spray that chrome, Bullets they fly, niggas they die, I'm comin' up willin' to ride, got mine, East ninety nine off in a tha crime, Where the thugstas find they time to grind, Droppin' a dime, packin' a nine, and ready to bang, Pullin' them triggas to blow out yo' brain, Bone gonna gain man man we crept and we came, Crept and we came.. Crept and we came.. Crept and we came... Krayzie Bone: Bailin' for safety we make it and chill... Bailin' for safety we make it and chill... Bailin' for safety we make it and chill... Bizzy Bone: Stalkin' gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves, Ready to pap you if we have to, daily, Stalkin' gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves, Ready to pap you if we have to, daily, Stalkin' gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves, Ready to pap you if we have to, daily, Stalkin' gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves, Ready to pap you if we have to, daily, Krayzie: Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill, Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill, Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill...
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