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kingpin skinny pimp - creepin' like a hitman lyrics

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[intro]
silent night, there’s no light that’s when i start creepin like a hitman
scope my man then i toss the dynamite
silent night, there’s no light that’s when i start creepin like a hitman
scope my man then i toss the dynamite

[verse 1]
when i was f+cked up on the block selling rock
rocker rock mane i had to get my hustle tight i could’t
be born i’m not trying to lock me up a bit of sh+t
i let the snook release galley make my pockets swole
even though a n+gga gotta shoot’em hoes
look at here comе off junkie with that big and cl!ck
something conin’ b+tch just in case hе run off with your sh+t (trick!)
hit the switch p++py creep m+ffler dragon on the street
runnin’ motherf+cker don’t ask them crooked ass police
jump over the fence rush through the cut
c+ck my sh+t step on up f+ck’em down
down to the ground chase them with some f+cking crown now i’m buck
buck as f+ck bl++dy pistol in my hand
i won’t be on cops this week (man let’s k!ll the cameraman!)
scissors since i scissor [?]
combat it’s cool and all blow somebody ass off
don’t you rob the robber when you looking for some f+cking crack
you don’t get b+tch!
[?]
[chorus]
silent night, there’s no light that’s when i start creepin like a hitman
scope my man then i toss the dynamite
silent night, there’s no light that’s when i start creepin like a hitman
scope my man then i toss the dynamite

[verse 2]
now is the pimp and pimp hanging in the hood where they ride clean
stangin’ like a bumblebee with my .45 g+l+o+c+k hey
make me cl!ck quick don’t make a move trick
hammer thangs pretty gold gleam big piner twin woof and screen
window shake mirror juice on the crust as i lean back like the mack
on the sheet pockets fat stack with turnip green
did i make every trick that i break they got treated the same way
always dark never date pow pow what you get
i can’t get so i take
hit the park on a sunny day scoping as i celebrate
gimisum the family never ever want to go [?]
’cause we so thick (og!)
stick with yawk on the street [?] i do not joke
bumping maze in a day gotta keep my mind on getting paid
like the playa that i am d+mn i’m on top of thangs
ain’t no slack in my [?] ain’t no shame in the game



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