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brotha lynch hung & sicx - crawl thru the hood كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: sicx]
come creep with me
come creeps with me
come creep with the n_gga with the 4_4 pump
lookin for that n_gga with the funk, with the 24th street block n_gga named lynch
pump_pump when i dump yo punk ass
in a ditch
n_gga this creek sicc m_th_f_cka right here is like [?] stay up all night
so [?] yo whole m_th_f_ckin hood wit white chalk_sta
[?]
take the fate for the only n_gga that raise up
to a sicc m_th_f_cka [?] bass up
straight up n_gga
no love from a trigga that comes
from a n_gga that runs with the one
that’ll chew the p_ssy up like gum
n_gga hit this block sweet
hot ones creep from the devil the red caprice
fool catch this heat from mr spliff
a gift to lift your feet up the m_th_f_ckin concrete
cough up, your meat, yo nuts, yo guts, your soul
to a schitz with the 4_4 pis_
’tola, blood freezing up like cola
n_gga done [?]
thinking about this sh_t feels good
as i crawl up through your m_th_f_ckin hood
[chorus]
creeps as i creeps as i crawls thru thе hood
crawls, thru the hood i let em know [?] good
as i creeps, as i creeps and crawls thru thе hood
crawls, thru the hood
lettin’ em have it like a g should

as i creeps as i creeps and crawls up thru yo hood
crawls, thru the hood i let em know [?] good
as i creeps, as i creeps and crawls thru the hood
crawls, up thru your hood
letting em have it like a g should

[verse 2: sicx]
50 [?]
hold my d_ck and light a stick of bomb toke
n_gga pump_pump pump_pump_pump_pump through my window
look at this sh_t
glass and sh_lls up on my dashboard
i hit the floor lookin for my 4_4
n_gga swerve to the left, can’t see
better liquor for i be
either wrapped to a pole
or flippin my sh_t or peeled up to a tree
come follow me deep
come swallow my heat
i got they ass
where i want em
c_ck the clip in
flip a [?] triple sixes right up on em
playin chicken while i’m leakin’ blood and glass
from my arms and hands and face burning up like mace
kicking my ass
these n_ggas ain’t movin’ an inch
finna’ clench my sh_t, but grab my wheel
these fools is h_lla loc’d
but show em mine so let’s get ill
i take my sh_t for [?] to sixty_five
they match my speed, i hit that weed until we both collide
to my rambo sh_t i grab my strap fell out the door
rollin on my back, i’m buckin
fifty_one_fifty n_ggas wanna get me
but f_ck dying like that
still lettin’ em have it and to my surprise
my forty_fo’ grip tore up mo sh_t, blowing guts to bits
insides, and chunks of meat, n_gga 24th streets of g’s
got this n_ggas back and i counted about six hundred and sixty_six m_th_f_ckers that’ll wrap your nuts up in a sack
and it’s like that
[chorus]
creeps as i creeps and crawls, thru the hood
crawls, thru the hood i let em know [?] good
as i creeps, as i creeps and crawls thru the hood
crawls, up thru yo hood
lettin’ em have it like a g should

as i creeps as i creeps as i crawls thru the hood
crawls, thru the hood and let em know [?] good
as i creeps, as i creeps and crawls thru your hood
crawls, thru your hood
lettin’ em have it like a g should

- brotha lynch hung sicx

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