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mac dre - crest creepers lyrics

(feat. da unda dogg, jamar, mac mall, naked, reek daddy, )

[mac dre]
i be that cold crest creeper, stompin’ and rompin’
puttin’ the crest on the map, like nwa did compton
got my finger on the trigger, dont make me pull it and bail
plus i’m ski masked down, all you see is bullets and sh-lls
from that hk, they say dre is slightly crazy
but aint nothin’ but the way them crestside streets raised me
i’m shady, all my game make you trust me
players love me, haters dodge and duck me
they hidin’ while i’m ridin, crestsidin’ through the fog
i’m a double r hog, doin’ dirt with my dogs
crest gorilla makin’ scrilla, boy i gets g’s
put more holes in a n-gg- than they put in swiss cheese

[sugawolf]
now check credential, these n-gg-s be killa status
pack a tech, tote a tommy, you know i brandish
some dont understand, n-gg-s i hog about my scrillions
pill young knuckle heads, stoppin by my building
built in the game, foundated since ’74
its that mark ave n-gg-… you know
get your millimeter, these n-gg-s round here be heated
and if you need it, eat it up when i feed it
so giddy up, get game, if you aint knowin’ that it’ll happen
thats that real sh-t… f-ck all that rappin’
so go on and ask your folks
’cause these crest n-gg-s aint no joke

[jamar]
p-ssy aint the prize so you can miss me with that bullsh-t
young hog through the hallways, strapped down with them full clips
catch ’em on surveilance, a murder thats how i read it
so potna if you saw it, play like you aint seen it
i’m the cleanest in this murder sh-t, cuddie who you with?
represent that sawyer all star killa click
wave both hands and watch me yoked in the stands
this them creepers coward, so could you understand
faulty information keep on gettin’ sold to the fbi
so what you gon’ do? big baller dont cry
everybody in this world cant get by
we love to be high, so pop yo collar, let it go
’cause this crest creep sh-t is gettin’ sold like blow

[naked]
look it, at who just crept up out the bushes
without warning, swarming in black garments
performing like an og, crest vet, oh yes its naked
but i’m forced to wear clothes, because its cold on the north pole
this 4-4 got the enemy behind the line
’cause once they cross it, aww sh-t, another violent crime
has been committed in the itty bitty city called vallejo
all h-ll breaks loose when you f-ck with lou
me and my people ’cause we deep in this sh-t
brought heat to this sh-t, just in case a hater wanna trip
off the fact that the country club is in the building
hit the ceiling with your 3 c’s if ya feeling
where i’m coming from, now who in the f-ck you running from
them cuddie top dogs are on there way and they coming dumb

[da unda dogg]
hoes they, hoes they love me
’cause i’m the u-n-d-a-d-o double g
crestsidin’, hittin’ switches, let me drop you a line
if you ridin’ then you b-tches better be on time
you f-cking with my pleasures now
in l.a., f-ck da unda dogg wont let you down
so let me bust a nut, we creepin’, so hurry up get yo -ss in this telly
no time for speakin’, remove your clothes and lay on your belly
i got that watts sh-t, mixed with that crestside twist
block sh-t, b-tches love to f-ck with this

[reek daddy]
reek daddy the m-th-f-ckin’ instigator
mr. get this sh-t started right now, f-ck later
from the crest to the m-th-f-ckin’ midwest, reckless
15 cuddies on a dead n-gg- chest
b-tch have you ever rolled with a rider?
bouncin’ in the low hollerin’ out crestsider!
ripped, dont even trip, its gon’ be some more sh-t
i got the big clip, filled up with hollow tips
cold crest creeper and i always keep my cannon on me
dont forget the dope ’cause i’m a lay you where you standin’ homie
hoe if you know me, you know what i’m about
act like a snake bit my d-ck and suck the poison out

[mac mall]
cuddie i go way back, sippin’ heem straight like chris mack
in the ‘lac, yac up, aliens better back up
playa like og bust
see there aint nothing like that ball hog soup, for country club hog nuts
smash fools like barlow, serve big game like tip toe
might catch me mackin’ in chicago
smokin’ on some?
pimp sh-t, talkin’ smooth, armani man, i’m out to conquer the globe
might start off in vegas, hookers bringin’ more of those papers
boss mackin’ got me scuffin’ my gators
call me luke skywalker, the alien stalker
cuddie, f-ck ya friends, ya folks, even ya potna
lil’ soldier got a chopper plus he gone off one
and og’s think the penitentiary is fun
so he’s bread to kill, and aint scared to die
nuclear age t-tan up out the crest side

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