| The lyric of Crept And We Came, Bone Thugs N Harmony's song Bizzy Krayzie Stalkin gat foolswalkin jack movesready to pap you if we have todaily. *3 Bailin for safetywe make it and chill. Stalkin gat foolswalkin jack movesready to pap you if we have todaily. Bailin for safetywe make it and chill. Bizzy Ready be off em in a coffinand a--all will be sprayed. Follow the murderous gauge. Follow me murderous ways. Steadily pumpin must my killas peel you. Po-po was all I saw. Pop-popoutta the window. We roll. Little Ripsta realer off and better often swangtossed off in a coffin with bangs. Slang on the darksideman. Bang on the darksideman. Outta the thuggish ruggish city where all we bailwhen I ran back to my lair with the twelve gauge Mossberg pumpin shells. You re bloody murder murdered. Comin to serve yourunnin with gats and bats and moreand a fifth of Rose is how we roll. Krayzie Krayzie s onand I crept and I came up. Remember that killathat nigga named Leathaface. Now if you a thugnigga pick up your pump and buck it. Put the bitch up in the gutterfuck it! Niggawe told ya. Be fucked up and startin this rap thangnow. Never takin no shorts or lossesman. No wayno howpoppin now. I steady be thinkin now that if I change my daily thang. Niggadon t hang with the phony busta niggasonly roll with thugstaskillas. Beat em and gut em. Me stick em. Me stuck em. We murdered them every timenow. Bodies be drug off in dumpstersexecution double-nine style. Hey! Say quot;Give it up to the niggas who steady be slangin that llellobankroll. quot; When the po-po rollthat s when you lay low. When the po-po rollthat s when you lay low. When the po-po rollthat s when you lay low. Layzie Nigga shoulda ve seen the Bone they came and touched down. Came up with a planand we creepin up outta me hometown. Me hate to be leavin the glock-glock nowbut I m livin so low downBone gotta roll out. We livin like truesgive it up to the bangalways stay down foe my thang. And I still remain the samenever goin change. Out my hoodI claim. Nigga done jumped in the game. It s straight up confusion cause niggas be shady. Nigga still gotta watch his back dailyeven more latelybut they can t break little Layzie. So a nigga stay focusedI gotta get paid. The buddahit run me foreverme blaze. Thuggin in my murderous ways. Praisin the gaugelet the buckshots spray. We shoot to this day. Got emkilla. No shorts or no losses was meantnigganot played. Bottom linenigga. And Cleveland in your face. And niggawe rollin with Ruthless in the nine for the painfor the gainfor the love of moneyfuck the famewe peep game. We crept and we came. Bizzy Krayzie Stalkin gat foolswalkin jack movesready to pap you if we have todaily. Bailin for safetywe make it and chill. Stalkin gat foolswalkin jack movesready to pap you if we have todaily. Bailin for safetywe make it and chill. Wish Bone crept and we came in the gang. Bang! Told yaget down for them thangsman. But Bone still kickin with the same trues thuggin on the glock-glock. Ain t shit changed. Buck em! Fuck em! Put em in the groundway downlay downbusta. Niggadon t be tryin no dumb shit. Bone s still pumpin them daily slugs at ya. Creepin up outta the hoodroll to the West Coast with this rap shit--nigga made good. Thinkin on the nine ninereachin for my ninereachin for your shitwish you would. Pumpin them slugsput em in a bodybag. Niggadown for your cash. Niggathat s your life. Niggait s like that when my shit claims one through the temple straight to the mind. Bailin down the Clairgettin much loveneedin mo budgotta sell me some dum-dum smoke. Me meanin that yum-yum dopeand it shit to swang some thangsputtin my gauge to your throat. Bizzy Krayzie Stalkin gat foolswalkin jack movesready to pap you if we have todaily. Bailin for safetywe make it and chill. Flesh A nigga stay down foe my thangbangsendin me bullets up into the brains of the bustas. Hustlasso nigganever trust us. We the muthafuckin thugstasdrug this twelve gauge pumpstaniggano shorts or no losses. Niggathe fifth dawg. Maintainswanggotta kick em offinsaneso many hoes done took a loss. Niggaget tossed by the bossand I m off the hook when I put it down with Bone. Wanna fuck with a thug? You re wrong. On the ground they laywhen I spray that chrome. Bullets--they fly. Niggas--they die. I m comin up when I ridegot mineEast 99off into that crime when the thugstas find they time to grind. Droppin the dimepackin the nineand ready to bang. Pullin the triggers to blow out your brains. Bone got a gameman. We crept and we came. crept and we came⦠*6 Krayzie Bailin for safetywe make it and chill. *3 Bizzy Stalkin gat foolswalkin jack movesready to pap you if we have todaily. *4 Krayzie Bailin for safetywe make it and chill. *3
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