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 - Composers:
 - R. Pant
 - Curtis James Jackson
 - Albert Johnson
 - Bappi Lahiri
 - Kejuan Waliek Muchita
 
- Tags:
 - east coast rap
 - rap
 
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Mobb Deep - Creep lyrics
"Creep"
(feat. 50 Cent)
[Intro: Havoc]
 thats that creep
 creep mode baby we in creep mode
 come around here baby
 shinnin like that
 [Havoc]
 its crazy on this side, come thru gun thru
 ohh ya man live out here Dont go and get comfortable
 Dont know what he told you, aint sweet around here
 and i dont care what he told you it aint sweet around here
 see me ridin in that infiniti, now thats not fair
 whats that a two thousand and six? okay
 playboy we got bombs detinate all day
 and you comin straight thru the hood, straight ??
 we takin medium rare, grill to bakin us
 Lettin that ?? not ?? for the bait
 Oh You ment, you a local Guess what she bait
 She dont know right now but trust me the bitch bait
 Im gonan get all in her business cause shorty is madd cool
 My mans was diggen that and she a little bit national
 first time we catch you comin out of the buildin we snatchin you
 And takin whats your, first thing we askin you is...
 [Chorus: Havoc]
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 Like you somebody lookin like you the playa of ?? boy
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 This Queens little homie Get caught around here yah
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 Comin thru for these bitches, shit happen around here yah
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 Like niggas got somethin to live for round here
 [Prodigy]
 You ask me, all these rappers is bums
 Hav show me the flow and i ran wit it dun
 I mean really, you gotta be the most worst
 rap shit i ever herd, compare to a P verse
 We emerge on the scene, everything seen
 than stop... watch as they bling bling
 nigga wanna swing swing, they must show
 And once we get in they ear, thats a rap brooMobb Deep - Creep - http://motolyrics.com/mobb-deep/creep-lyrics.html
 Our songs good to go, stragiht to the radiOO
 Flex easy on the palm, let the niggas here the flow
 of americas most, dangerous to have fans
 new york new york, we the kings of the thang
 party too much, smoke too much grass
 and we never see the bright side, we only see the bad
 Fuck all that, thers a lot of niggas dead
 And i wont let em get me how they got them
 [Chorus: Havoc]
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 Like you somebody lookin like you the playa of ?? boy
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 This Queens little homie Get caught around here yah
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 Comin thru for these bitches, shit happen around here yah
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 Like niggas got somethin to live for round here
 [50 Cent]
 yeah cock that, aim that, squeze that, shoot the steal
 cadilac coop deville, wood grain on the wheel
 cocain in the pot, baking soda, water hot
 when the ice cubes drop, look at that, thaaaats craaack
 bag that, nigga stack, black hoodie, fitted hat
 grimey nigga wit a gat, screamin where the money at
 my hood, southside, riders ride, thats riiight
 ya yoooo he know, banks know, buck know
 shit it aint about the dough, i aint really wit it yo
 camoflauged on the low, ridin round with the heat
 I aint say whats up to you, nigga you dont know me
 im on the griiind all time, heavy shine and the nine
 clip filled to the tips, stunt ill get on some shit
 different day different bitch, old hooptie new kicks
 oldsmobile fuck that, no rims, hub caps
 keep my eyes open for the niggas i done buck that!! grrrrrrr
 [Chorus: Havoc]
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 Like you somebody lookin like you the playa of ?? boy
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 This Queens little homie Get caught around here yah
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 Comin thru for these bitches, shit happen around here yah
 Fuck brought your ass round here
 Like niggas got somethin to live for round here









