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bukshot - something ta creep to lyrics

[intro: bukshot]
mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
tell the whole world who’s about to stuff ’em all

[verse 1: bukshot]
the lights go out, you’re shaking, you’re scared
journey into bukshot’s 12 day nightmare
a fact or fiction?
gee i don’t know
push me off a ledge i’ll come back like the crow
exposed to visions of a homicidal mission and a slug gets drilled through yo head in a collision
subdivisions locked up and people start to hide
but there’s nowhere to go, like they say “it’s a suicide”
down for my fang, i’ll hand for my gang
i never go out unless i go out with a bang
here i go
i know i got the sk!lls to cut you 1+87 jones, i’ll swing and cut you with my shank
what you think, so don’t be a fool
rat+a+tat+tat punk it’s something ta creep to

[chorus: ak]
rolling through the hood (yеah)
busters getting jealous
takе out yo strap and go rat+a+tat+tat (it’s something ta creep to)
creeping down the street (yeah)
punks i’m mean+mugging (yeah)
pull out yo gat and go rat+a+tat+tat (something ta creep to)
walking down the block (yeah), suckers starting trouble (yeah)
be a real g and go rat+a+tat+tat (something ta creep to)
hanging at the club (yeah), fools wanna trip (yeah)
let’s get it on and go rat+a+tat+tat (they creep to this)
n+gga
[verse 2: bukshot]
rolling through yo hood (yo hood)
a cop pulls ya over (over)
should ya make ’em chase (nah) or buck ’em in the face?
choice two is preferred, not a plane or a bird
he’s a pig with a gun
his pistol weighs a ton
he won’t cut for you
so why cut for him?
either shoot or get shot, the situation’s grim
your gat’s in your pocket, you pull it out and c+ck it (oh yeah)
your finger’s on the trigger, cause you’s a cop k!ller
one person that i fear and every time i run when i look at myself in a mirror with a gun
considered a threat, i’m a menace to society
subject to theft, murder, rape, assault and battery, resisting arrest
thoughts of doing crime
convicted of a felony i thought of in a rhyme
down for whatever, the bullet goes splat
to the head full of lead, so rat+a+tat+tat

[chorus: ak]
rolling through yo hood (yeah)
busters getting jealous
take out yo strap and go rat+a+tat+tat (it’s something ta creep to)
creeping down the street (yeah)
punks i’m mean+mugging (yeah)
pull out yo gat and go rat+a+tat+tat (something ta creep to)
rolling down the block (yeah), suckers starting trouble (yeah)
be a real g and go rat+a+tat+tat (something ta creep to)
hanging at the club (yeah), fools wanna trip (yeah)
let’s get it on and go rat+a+tat+tat (they creep to this)
[verse 3: bukshot]
situation two, what would you do?
hanging at the club some busters are mean+mugging you
it’s five to one
dawg they gonna bust a cap off
you reach into yo drawers, oh but you forgot yo strap (oh sh+t)
they laughing at you cause they see you ain’t got yo gun
is you gonna be a g (gangster) or is you gonna run?
then you smile, remembered that you packed it
them busters start to sweat as you reach into yo jacket
here i is, who am i getting, where they at?
rat+a+tat+tat
busting slugs at yo crew, so what you think of that?
did you really ever think that you had an opportunity to get with a g they call the b+u+k+s+h+o+t
i never you did, so take a deep breath
all the changes that i took resulted in a death
so watch your back cause i got a loaded gat
cause it’s something ta creep to so rat+a+tat+tat

[chorus: ak]
rolling through the hood (yeah)
busters getting jealous (yeah)
take out yo strap and go rat+a+tat+tat (it’s something ta creep to)
creep down the street (yeah)
punks i’m mean+mugging (yeah)
pull out yo gat and go rat+a+tat+tat (something ta creep to)
walking down the block (yeah), suckers starting trouble (yeah)
be a real g and go rat+a+tat+tat (something ta creep to)
hanging at the club (yeah), fools wanna trip (yeah)
let’s get it on and go rat+a+tat+tat (creep to this)
rolling through the hood (yeah)
busters getting jealous (yeah)
take out yo strap and go rat+a+tat+tat (it’s something ta creep to)
creep down the street (yeah)
punks i’m mean+mugging (yeah)
pull out yo gat and go rat+a+tat+tat (something ta creep to)
walking down the block (yeah), suckers starting trouble (yeah)
be a real g and go rat+a+tat+tat (something ta creep to)
hanging at the club (yeah), fools wanna trip (yeah)
let’s get it on and go rat+a+tat+tat (creep to this)
rolling through the hood (yeah)
busters getting jealous (yeah)
take out yo strap and go rat+a+tat+tat (it’s something ta creep to)
creep down the street (yeah)
punks i’m mean+mugging (yeah)
pull out yo gat and go rat+a+tat+tat

- bukshot lyrics

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