Текст (слова) песни: Bone-Thugs-N-Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up

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(Bizzy)
My nigga just entered your business,
so can I get a witness?
Can you duck? Fuck the po-po, pow
Startin` to kick this, gonna get my shit, and then you fucked up
Me buck. Me bang. Niggas ain`t talkin` `bout them thangs.
Thugs remain, hang, swang with a click tight claim.
come again, now.
They drop down,
when I`m off the block,
Fuck them cops.
Me and Krayzie
runnin` through the Boneyard, daily.
Gotta give `em up to the glock-glock,
so I can serve me thugs and maintain.
to the brain, and thugs remain to slang thangs
Long live the dope game, and it won`t end ya,
as long as my niggas remember: no pretender
Get right up off the Clair, nigga, Fuck it. No surrender.

(Chorus x2)
No Surrender

(Layzie)
Not wantin` the copper to hit me a lick up,
found me a victim to stick up, pick up,
rollin` the nine-ball,slippin`
that`s why me trippin`
bloody victim,
get him when the time calls, dog
Take two-eleven, bailin`, thuggin`, knowin` these niggas well,
then Bone`s fuckin` with the hoes,
here comes them po-pos.
Nigga, that pig done peeped me, me gots to flees and get my creep on,
Bone get gone, hit a wrong turn, mash the gas, and dash on.
Jump outta the hottie, move me body,
hittin` them cuts and trails, runnin` like we lunatics,
gotta make it back to Hazel daily
Escape and eludin` the chase.
buckin` me gauge, so nigga, remember:
me killa, me no surrender.
Me killa, me killa, me killa . . .

(Chorus x2)

(Wish)
Puttin` me on my knees, tellin` me move and I`m dead,
`cause I`m killin` all your bitches, turnin` them blue suits red.
And then I`m comin` to that funeral to shoot that bitch up,
because I know that`s where y`all bitches is bound to meet up.
Cop killas, all up in they chest, and
I know what to do with that vest, man
Twenty-two shots. I killa.
You don`t wanna fuck with Bone, nigga.
And it really ain`t shit to pull a trigger on a copper,
`cause if I go down, some of y`all goin` down,
`cause I`m goin` down poppin, so motherfuck all coppers,
Let me catch you slippin`, nigga, bet I pop ya.

Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop
Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop

(Krayzie)
Ya better believe it`s judgement day.
So, nigga, just throw your pumps up in the air.
Now kill `em, kill `em copper, like ya just don`t care.
When they come, they come creepin`
Me peepin`
Gotta watch them po-pos sleepin`
put `em in deep in gutters. Me keepin`
`til a me rich and gotta get mine, everytime
This`ll be over in nine nine.
so, nigga, get down for the crime,
gonna be more coppers dyin` in the line
fuckin` with thugs
when I be slangin` my drugs,
tryin` to cuff me and my nigga boy, gotta rip them guts,
and lay your head in blood.
Better check yourself next time you test and try to smoke a nigga.
Bitch, remember: me killa. Me no surrender.
Me no surrender. Nigga, me no surrender.
Me no surrender. Don`t make me put one in ya.
Me no surrender. Don`t make me put one in ya.
Me no surrender.

(Chorus till end)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Bone-Thugs-N-Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up * send corrections ONLY to this typist (Bizzy) My nigga just entered your business, so can I get a witness? Can you duck? Fuck the po-po, pow Startin` to kick this, gonna get my shit, and then you fucked up Me buck. Me bang. Niggas ain`t talkin` `bout them thangs. Thugs remain, hang, swang with a click tight claim. come again, now. They drop down, when I`m off the block, Fuck them cops. Me and Krayzie runnin` through the Boneyard, daily. Gotta give `em up to the glock-glock, so I can serve me thugs and maintain. to the brain, and thugs remain to slang thangs Long live the dope game, and it won`t end ya, as long as my niggas remember: no pretender Get right up off the Clair, nigga, Fuck it. No surrender. (Chorus x2) No Surrender (Layzie) Not wantin` the copper to hit me a lick up, found me a victim to stick up, pick up, rollin` the nine-ball,slippin` that`s why me trippin` bloody victim, get him when the time calls, dog Take two-eleven, bailin`, thuggin`, knowin` these niggas well, then Bone`s fuckin` with the hoes, here comes them po-pos. Nigga, that pig done peeped me, me gots to flees and get my creep on, Bone get gone, hit a wrong turn, mash the gas, and dash on. Jump outta the hottie, move me body, hittin` them cuts and trails, runnin` like we lunatics, gotta make it back to Hazel daily Escape and eludin` the chase. buckin` me gauge, so nigga, remember: me killa, me no surrender. Me killa, me killa, me killa . . . (Chorus x2) (Wish) Puttin` me on my knees, tellin` me move and I`m dead, `cause I`m killin` all your bitches, turnin` them blue suits red. And then I`m comin` to that funeral to shoot that bitch up, because I know that`s where y`all bitches is bound to meet up. Cop killas, all up in they chest, and I know what to do with that vest, man Twenty-two shots. I killa. You don`t wanna fuck with Bone, nigga. And it really ain`t shit to pull a trigger on a copper, `cause if I go down, some of y`all goin` down, `cause I`m goin` down poppin, so motherfuck all coppers, Let me catch you slippin`, nigga, bet I pop ya. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop (Krayzie) Ya better believe it`s judgement day. So, nigga, just throw your pumps up in the air. Now kill `em, kill `em copper, like ya just don`t care. When they come, they come creepin` Me peepin` Gotta watch them po-pos sleepin` put `em in deep in gutters. Me keepin` `til a me rich and gotta get mine, everytime This`ll be over in nine nine. so, nigga, get down for the crime, gonna be more coppers dyin` in the line fuckin` with thugs when I be slangin` my drugs, tryin` to cuff me and my nigga boy, gotta rip them guts, and lay your head in blood. Better check yourself next time you test and try to smoke a nigga. Bitch, remember: me killa. Me no surrender. Me no surrender. Nigga, me no surrender. Me no surrender. Don`t make me put one in ya. Me no surrender. Don`t make me put one in ya. Me no surrender. (Chorus till end) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Creepin On Ah Come Up: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/25689.html Все тексты песен: Bone-Thugs-N-Harmony » Bone-Thugs-N-Harmony - No Surrender » Bone-Thugs-N-Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up » Bone-Thugs-N-Harmony - Family Tree » Bone-Thugs-N-Harmony - The Art of War Рекомендуем скачать: » John Lennon and Paul McCartney - A Day In The Life » Jagged Edge - Let`s Get Married (Reception Remix) » Jimmy Somerville - Alright » Jean Grae - Block Party » Janz Paul - Almost Heaven » Jon B. - Can We Get Down » Jethro Tull - Slow Marching Band » Janet Jackson - Son of a Gun » joel billy - We Didn`t Start The Fire » Jack Off Jill - American Girl » Joe Dassin - Et si tu n`existais pas » Jon Secada - Otro Dia Mas Sin Verte » Ja rule - always on time3 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Jesus Christ Superstar - Pilate`s Dream » Josie and the Pussycats - Three Small Words » john elton - this train dont stop \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Jay-Z - The Streets is Watching » Jim Croce - Rapid Roy (The Stock Car Boy) » Jude - My Name is Death » John Entwistle - Last Song
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