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Bone Thugs N Harmony: Creepin On Ah Come Up Lyrics

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Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Song title: Creepin On Ah Come Up

So to all you bustas out there, beware

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves


Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' a bank to get rich

Ain't ate in days so it ain't no thang to click click, bitch, gimme your shit

Fresh out the pen, and I'm low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug

Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they bitches, now I just can't buy my bud

With my steel, grabbed the forty-four mag plus a sack

And I snag my leather rag, can't reveal when I glide with the moneybag

ride to the hide, count my flags. I be livin' on the darkside

And I can't escape, some say it's a phase

If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is if I play with my gauge

It's a raid. Put your face to pave

If you try to play brave, you'll get slayed

Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches, jewels, and you'll be safe

I snatched the clerk up by her neck, put the gun in her mouth and said

"Bitch, you better move quick back to the safe

if you wanna be killed try some stupid shit

And pushin' that panic switch will get you nowhere but hell"

Trail to the back with the money in the sack

Locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail

Well, tickets I'm out the door

hopped in the smug, and I break fast

Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, loc'd out as I flip through my cash

At last, nigga made good, and I got away smooth

Now, I'm straight. Covered my tracks

Only description is that nigga with that leather face, fool

I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I'm gunnin'

Just work your job, get paid. I'll rob ya

See, a nigga creep on a come up

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.


See, I'm sittin' in my room, and a nigga feelin' down

steady thinkin' 'bout how to get paid

Gotta gauge at my waist that be spellin' out murder

That'll get a nigga locked the cage

Lay my head to bed, start to thinkin' hard, money is the cause

What can I do me for? Need to hit a lick, not a bullshit

But a real lick, like robbin' a jewelery store

Select which one will I raid. Got be headin' downtown

'cause tonight's the night

Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face

so a nigga can't be seen in the spotlight

Stole two cars, and I parked one north

Parked one east for the smooth switch

When a nigga bail, how the fuck he gonna tell if a

nigga don't dwell in the same shit?

Climb to the roof, and I'm peepin' out the scene

And there's no one I can spot, so I get my ass down

Looked around through the window, and I broke the bitch out with a rocl

Now I jump my ass in. Start to fillin' up the bag

And a nigga comin' up on these diamonds

Grabbed a couple herring bones, and some rings

And some (brooches), still thinkin' how them diamonds was shining

Went to the cash register, broke the bitch open

Grabbed all the money they had

And a nigga gettin' goin' gone to Bone, yeah

Got to let my niggas check out my bag

And I got away smooth, 'cause I had the shit planned

And ain't no bullshit get brung up

That's what I gotta do if I wanna get paid

'cause a nigga be creepin' on a come up

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves


Downin' Jamacian spliffs, little nigga Ripsta on this lick and bang bang

Nigga that's the click on my brain, ? another victim insane

Feel the murderous nerve

this twelve shot pump, and I gotta bigger gat to back me

Peelin' in my smug, thug, hoody, black skully, black khakis

Creepin' in my smug, so reapin', peek into the window, let me cock this

Nigga must've been meant to be jacked, 'cause here comes me hostage

Up outta the door, with a pump to her temple, shoulda seen her tremble

Push any alarms, and I drop them bombs on moms

It's just that simple. I took my ganjas and fried 'em

Don't gimme no hassle, bitch, 'cause I've been scopin' for weeks

and I know y'all got some shit

Clack back me gun, hollow point mixed with dum-dum kickin'

Ladies and babies scream onto the floor

("Shut up and listen!") It's a jack move, fools

Give me the jewels, the dope, the weed, the cheese

and answer me: why and you hoes is cryin', 'cause bitches are dyin'?

Blood clot, here to be dead what one of them niggas said

Buckshots up into them dreads, and I love when I hear them pump red

One that callin' me bluff, I stuffed him with the quickness

He made out with a smooth thirty G's

So all bodies must bleed, I need no witness

So with a me slug, mo thug jumped into him smug, rolled the blunt up

good stuff reefer, hitted the Bone to give up love to my thugs

'cause I done made it clean as fuck, and I flees the scene with a buck buck

'cause a nigga be creepin' on a come up.

Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves

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