LRC歌词

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[ver:v1.0]
[ti:Creepin']
[ar:Brownside]
[al:Eastside Drama]
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[00:00.000]Creepin' (Explicit) - Brownside/Richard Preuss/Gilbert Izquierdo/Pierre Lamas
[00:14.391]Kicking it strap on my side and I'm so high
[00:17.131]Thinking bout them putos that tried to do the drive-by
[00:19.501]Creeping in the alley ese this ain't the valley
[00:22.681]Cholos are deep in a f**king brown Caddie
[00:25.551]Drop to the floor a f**king four door
[00:28.181](There's some putos we jump)
[00:29.491]Ese they're coming for more petho
[00:31.231]Watch real close as I level
[00:33.861]His head to the seat my quette he hands me
[00:36.851]Six feet deep is where this culo stays
[00:39.601]Although in a coma for a couple of days anyways
[00:42.841]That's what I see on 21 Street where we meet in the big SC
[00:47.781]South Central is loco represento
[00:50.711]The crazy a** Eastside is in your f**king mental
[00:53.321]Lento but harder than a motherf**ker
[00:56.201]Catch me on a bad day knockin out a clucker
[00:59.191]Creepin through my neighborhood
[01:01.691]Quette on my side always up to no good
[01:04.501]On the Eastside where the balas fly
[01:06.931]Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
[01:10.111]Creepin through my neighborhood
[01:12.671]Quette on my side always up to no good
[01:15.541]On the Eastside where the balas fly
[01:18.101]Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
[01:21.531]Now all you cholos know we gotta handle our streets
[01:23.971]Always keeping trucha cuz the black and whites creep
[01:26.841]All gotta pay dues think it's time to take a cruise
[01:30.201]Bensando in my hand f**k them fools
[01:32.571]They throw a rat on the f**king murder rap
[01:35.191]Now it's time for us to go on back
[01:37.691]Simon we're the ones you putos can not stand
[01:40.751]I'm coming to get you with a quette in my hand
[01:43.811]Damn there he goes stop I go I caught his a** quick
[01:47.671]Nada me duro puro blu blu to his stomach I stuck
[01:51.801]Two balas at first then one on top for luck
[01:54.851]F**k I gotta go this puto needs no more
[01:57.531]To make our escape we just drove away slow
[02:00.091]We gotta handle ours leaving scars
[02:03.401]Q-Vo to the homies behind bars
[02:05.961]Creepin through my neighborhood
[02:08.891]Quette on my side always up to no good
[02:11.571]On the Eastside where the balas fly
[02:14.011]Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
[02:17.131]Creepin through my neighborhood
[02:19.751]Quette on my side always up to no good
[02:22.811]On the Eastside where the balas fly
[02:25.181]Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
[02:28.671]As I light and hit the sherm stick
[02:30.921]I sit back and think of doing crazy sh*t
[02:33.601]So we roll and it's late at night
[02:36.231]Got my little homey Sharp and Wicked by my side
[02:39.341]Rolling in the G-ride heading out the East Side
[02:42.341]Ahora en la noche some bendejo dies
[02:44.771]Simon it's all a gang trip
[02:47.581]If you're in it and you know it say "you better not slip"
[02:50.821]Crazy cholos don't give a f**k
[02:53.261]Simon f**k the juras my dick they can suck
[02:56.321]Straight gang-banging till the day I die
[02:58.871]Senor Wes I'm innocent I don't lie
[03:01.871]Big pantalones creased out t-shirts
[03:04.371]Hitting it with the homies always putting in work
[03:07.421]Sur X-Tres is where the f**k I roam
[03:10.101]Los Angeles (East Side) is where I call my home
[03:13.630]Creepin through my neighborhood
[03:16.610]Quette on my side always up to no good
[03:18.740]On the Eastside where the balas fly
[03:21.430]Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
[03:24.110]Creepin through my neighborhood
[03:26.860]Quette on my side always up to no good
[03:29.670]On the Eastside where the balas fly
[03:32.420]Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
[03:35.491]Enemigas try and fade when we show up they run away
[03:38.301]I guess they seen us coming with our guns ready to spray
[03:40.921]You look like a b**ch when you run from us
[03:43.611]I know you know we got guns that bust
[03:46.361]Plus you know I'll peel your f**king cap
[03:49.221]Didn't catch you yesterday but I'ma get you off the map
[03:52.091]So strap cuz they only way you're lasting if you're f**king blasting
[03:55.471]Never recognize me cuz I'm always masking on a mission
[03:58.961]All the santos missing then they shoot this fool and then start dissing
[04:03.201]Display my motherf**king gangster's way
[04:05.891]Spit on his a** tu pinche madre
[04:08.761]Just like that making putos disappear
[04:11.571]Y que at least I'm still here
[04:14.241]No fear those majotes and my Mexican Pride
[04:16.991]Jump in the lowride and cruisin through my East Side
[04:20.671]Creepin through my neighborhood
[04:22.861]Quette on my side always up to no good
[04:25.541]On the Eastside where the balas fly
[04:27.921]Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
[04:31.031]Creepin through my neighborhood
[04:33.901]Quette on my side always up to no good
[04:36.651]On the Eastside where the balas fly
[04:39.541]Only true gangsters ese I don't lie

文本歌词


Creepin' (Explicit) - Brownside/Richard Preuss/Gilbert Izquierdo/Pierre Lamas
Kicking it strap on my side and I'm so high
Thinking bout them putos that tried to do the drive-by
Creeping in the alley ese this ain't the valley
Cholos are deep in a f**king brown Caddie
Drop to the floor a f**king four door
(There's some putos we jump)
Ese they're coming for more petho
Watch real close as I level
His head to the seat my quette he hands me
Six feet deep is where this culo stays
Although in a coma for a couple of days anyways
That's what I see on 21 Street where we meet in the big SC
South Central is loco represento
The crazy a** Eastside is in your f**king mental
Lento but harder than a motherf**ker
Catch me on a bad day knockin out a clucker
Creepin through my neighborhood
Quette on my side always up to no good
On the Eastside where the balas fly
Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
Creepin through my neighborhood
Quette on my side always up to no good
On the Eastside where the balas fly
Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
Now all you cholos know we gotta handle our streets
Always keeping trucha cuz the black and whites creep
All gotta pay dues think it's time to take a cruise
Bensando in my hand f**k them fools
They throw a rat on the f**king murder rap
Now it's time for us to go on back
Simon we're the ones you putos can not stand
I'm coming to get you with a quette in my hand
Damn there he goes stop I go I caught his a** quick
Nada me duro puro blu blu to his stomach I stuck
Two balas at first then one on top for luck
F**k I gotta go this puto needs no more
To make our escape we just drove away slow
We gotta handle ours leaving scars
Q-Vo to the homies behind bars
Creepin through my neighborhood
Quette on my side always up to no good
On the Eastside where the balas fly
Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
Creepin through my neighborhood
Quette on my side always up to no good
On the Eastside where the balas fly
Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
As I light and hit the sherm stick
I sit back and think of doing crazy sh*t
So we roll and it's late at night
Got my little homey Sharp and Wicked by my side
Rolling in the G-ride heading out the East Side
Ahora en la noche some bendejo dies
Simon it's all a gang trip
If you're in it and you know it say "you better not slip"
Crazy cholos don't give a f**k
Simon f**k the juras my dick they can suck
Straight gang-banging till the day I die
Senor Wes I'm innocent I don't lie
Big pantalones creased out t-shirts
Hitting it with the homies always putting in work
Sur X-Tres is where the f**k I roam
Los Angeles (East Side) is where I call my home
Creepin through my neighborhood
Quette on my side always up to no good
On the Eastside where the balas fly
Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
Creepin through my neighborhood
Quette on my side always up to no good
On the Eastside where the balas fly
Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
Enemigas try and fade when we show up they run away
I guess they seen us coming with our guns ready to spray
You look like a b**ch when you run from us
I know you know we got guns that bust
Plus you know I'll peel your f**king cap
Didn't catch you yesterday but I'ma get you off the map
So strap cuz they only way you're lasting if you're f**king blasting
Never recognize me cuz I'm always masking on a mission
All the santos missing then they shoot this fool and then start dissing
Display my motherf**king gangster's way
Spit on his a** tu pinche madre
Just like that making putos disappear
Y que at least I'm still here
No fear those majotes and my Mexican Pride
Jump in the lowride and cruisin through my East Side
Creepin through my neighborhood
Quette on my side always up to no good
On the Eastside where the balas fly
Only true gangsters ese I don't lie
Creepin through my neighborhood
Quette on my side always up to no good
On the Eastside where the balas fly
Only true gangsters ese I don't lie

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