Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Creepin on Ah Come Up lyrics
[Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Creepin on Ah Come Up lyrics]
Right about now
Thugs-n harmony is on a 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 rock
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 conscience 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
Thugs-n harmony is on a 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 rock
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 conscience 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