Chorus]
In the streets I´m peepin´ game
I can´t trust you no no
All up in my business mayne
I stay on the low-low
Say they really really fake
Can´t mess wit´ you no mo´
Closest people to you hate
So I be rollin´ solo
I´m creepin´ on the low-low
Creepin´ on the low-low
Creepin on the low-low
I be rollin´ I be rollin´ solo
I´m creepin´ on the low
Creepin´ on the low-low
Creepin´ on the low-low
I be rollin´ I be rollin´ solo
I´m creepin´ on the low
[Chamillionaire]
I came in the game with a bang
And I did it all with no cosigner
I be bragging like I´m the best
Like Professor X is my ghost writer
Read your mind slum dog Chamillionaire
But I couldn´t accept the oscar
I ain´t never been a actor
Plus they wouldn´t let me in the spot with my chopper
[record scratch] the industry is backwards to me
All the ganstas is on the net
And all the nerds claim that they in the streets
Bi-lingual so pig latin is about to be my new third language
Get up off of my ickday cuz I´m legendary I´ve been famous
Hispanics like adios and the Japanese is like saiyonara
Africans is gonna see your Darpo I be here when you gone tomorra
I´ll be back that´s termination
Extermination you don´t exist
I´ll show I´m it and you know I´m p*****
Tick tick boom and you got a hole in your ears
If you knew my past and you knew my cash
I´m better stacked that you never diss
The villian´s back and venom black
When I click clack I will never miss
I can´t lose before I do
You coming too so tell em this
I put lipstick on my hollow tip
I put it in a clip and then blow a kiss
[Chorus]
[The Game]
Trapper turned rapper dapper then d***
who the f*** you think it is
Ridin up in the benz
Totin two twins
Racktop in the wind
24 inch rims
From the west side west side it´s him
East side I´m stumblin in timbs
Down south keep a chrome mouth
sippin on sizzurp with a chrome mouth
In T-E-X I´m a a****** renagade like castro
Any hood it´s all good f***** with my cash flow
Desert eagle give a n**** what he ask for
Solo n**** gotta ride dolo
Burst taped under the red and black bolo
Liquored up fill your cup
Been a paper boy since jigga what
Luda Chamilitary and the Shooter
Tires burning rubber til they bald like buda
Platinum plaque back to back
n**** got a ball n**** never go soft
Never fall off never not be rich
Blacked out benz with the baseball stitch
They clutchin they lovin
The way that we thuggin
I´m back on my grind
They hatin but f*** em
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
I be creeping lower than low
Light another blunt I´m smoking the dro
Chokin´ lokin´ never provoke him
And a drunk´ll get popped and I´ll open the do´
Lungs full of smoke
That means slower than slow
Feel like I´m trapped and there´s nowhere to go
So I just pull out the bazooka (blah)
Put a f*****´ hole in the flo´
Luda! I´m so dope wit´ the flow
Trunk fulla speakers pocket fulla good
How much wood could a wood chuck chuck
If a wood chuck could chuck wood
Grain grippin´ on the wheel
Turn it turn it
Blow another stack
I earned it earned it
Blow another amp
Pull another tramp
Light another blunt
Burn it burn it
Flame it up hear my flow I changed it up
Everybody grab your gats and hold ´em load ´em sock ´em lock ´em c*** ´em and aim it up
Bang it up off in the sky
Catch me rollin´ off in the ride
26 inches
Leave ´em defenseless
45 always tucked in the side
Open your eyes see me cruisin´
´cuz I keep winning and these boys keep losing
Plus I´m the pimp of the year
Playas is hatin´ and hoes is choosing
Look at all the hoes you losing
Then look at all the game I got
And you can catch me creepin´ on the low-low
Luda ridin´ solo beatin´ the block!
[Chorus]
In the streets I´m peepin´ game
I can´t trust you no no
All up in my business mayne
I stay on the low-low
Say they really really fake
Can´t mess wit´ you no mo´
Closest people to you hate
So I be rollin´ solo
I´m creepin´ on the low-low
Creepin´ on the low-low
Creepin on the low-low
I be rollin´ I be rollin´ solo
I´m creepin´ on the low
Creepin´ on the low-low
Creepin´ on the low-low
I be rollin´ I be rollin´ solo
I´m creepin´ on the low
[Chamillionaire]
I came in the game with a bang
And I did it all with no cosigner
I be bragging like I´m the best
Like Professor X is my ghost writer
Read your mind slum dog Chamillionaire
But I couldn´t accept the oscar
I ain´t never been a actor
Plus they wouldn´t let me in the spot with my chopper
[record scratch] the industry is backwards to me
All the ganstas is on the net
And all the nerds claim that they in the streets
Bi-lingual so pig latin is about to be my new third language
Get up off of my ickday cuz I´m legendary I´ve been famous
Hispanics like adios and the Japanese is like saiyonara
Africans is gonna see your Darpo I be here when you gone tomorra
I´ll be back that´s termination
Extermination you don´t exist
I´ll show I´m it and you know I´m p*****
Tick tick boom and you got a hole in your ears
If you knew my past and you knew my cash
I´m better stacked that you never diss
The villian´s back and venom black
When I click clack I will never miss
I can´t lose before I do
You coming too so tell em this
I put lipstick on my hollow tip
I put it in a clip and then blow a kiss
[Chorus]
[The Game]
Trapper turned rapper dapper then d***
who the f*** you think it is
Ridin up in the benz
Totin two twins
Racktop in the wind
24 inch rims
From the west side west side it´s him
East side I´m stumblin in timbs
Down south keep a chrome mouth
sippin on sizzurp with a chrome mouth
In T-E-X I´m a a****** renagade like castro
Any hood it´s all good f***** with my cash flow
Desert eagle give a n**** what he ask for
Solo n**** gotta ride dolo
Burst taped under the red and black bolo
Liquored up fill your cup
Been a paper boy since jigga what
Luda Chamilitary and the Shooter
Tires burning rubber til they bald like buda
Platinum plaque back to back
n**** got a ball n**** never go soft
Never fall off never not be rich
Blacked out benz with the baseball stitch
They clutchin they lovin
The way that we thuggin
I´m back on my grind
They hatin but f*** em
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
I be creeping lower than low
Light another blunt I´m smoking the dro
Chokin´ lokin´ never provoke him
And a drunk´ll get popped and I´ll open the do´
Lungs full of smoke
That means slower than slow
Feel like I´m trapped and there´s nowhere to go
So I just pull out the bazooka (blah)
Put a f*****´ hole in the flo´
Luda! I´m so dope wit´ the flow
Trunk fulla speakers pocket fulla good
How much wood could a wood chuck chuck
If a wood chuck could chuck wood
Grain grippin´ on the wheel
Turn it turn it
Blow another stack
I earned it earned it
Blow another amp
Pull another tramp
Light another blunt
Burn it burn it
Flame it up hear my flow I changed it up
Everybody grab your gats and hold ´em load ´em sock ´em lock ´em c*** ´em and aim it up
Bang it up off in the sky
Catch me rollin´ off in the ride
26 inches
Leave ´em defenseless
45 always tucked in the side
Open your eyes see me cruisin´
´cuz I keep winning and these boys keep losing
Plus I´m the pimp of the year
Playas is hatin´ and hoes is choosing
Look at all the hoes you losing
Then look at all the game I got
And you can catch me creepin´ on the low-low
Luda ridin´ solo beatin´ the block!
[Chorus]