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Be Quiet (creepin) Lyrics - The Ultimate Victory - Chamillionaire

Creepin (solo) Chamillionaire f/t Ludacris 

In the streets im peepin game 

i cant trust you, no no 

all up in my biness mayne 

i stay on the low low 

say they really really fake 

cant mess wit you no mo' 

closest people to you hate 

so i be rollin solo 

 

im creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

i be rollin, i be rollin solo 

im creepin on the low 

creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

i be rollin, i be rollin solo 

im creepin on the low 

 

mo' money yeah mo' problems 

what biggy said it look like it true 

used to be my homeboy 

but now im payed so they tryna sue 

my garage got jaguars 

my garage look like a zoo 

middle finger up for the haters 

hope the hater here isn't you 

super cool, thats real cool 

you can feel like you gotta friend 

but i aint trusing my money counter 

and thats the reason i count again 

you saw the forbes (yeah) 

im suspicious 

thinking everybody wanna take my riches 

cant take my money out my account 

cos my bank teller get motion sickness 

back and forth, b-back and forth 

from in the streets or right back in court 

candy car built like a tank 

and my crib built like a fort 

lets go to war 

i aint George bush 

i promise ya'll im gon be prepared 

cos i aint trusting my weapon either 

and thats the reason i keep a spare 

 

In the streets im peepin game 

i cant trust you, no no 

all up in my biness mayne 

i stay on the low low 

say they really really fake 

cant mess wit you no mo' 

closest people to you hate 

so i be rollin solo 

 

im creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

i be rollin, i be rollin solo 

im creepin on the low 

creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

i be rollin, i be rollin solo 

im creepin on the low 

 

I aint hangin with none of ya'll 

outcast like ???? 

win the grammy thing 

guard the family 

and all of you gon leave out 

if you don't like it then peace out 

look around and i see doubt 

i been known to get to the presidents 

like barack is on speed dial 

yeah its all about me now 

don't want ya and don't need ya 

you don't grind and get to the money 

and you aint hungry i wont feed ya 

i aint hangin with no hater 

no faker 

no diva 

i knew it big and they say they did 

and tryna take my credit like stole visa 

if its lonely at the top (top) 

id rather be alone 

cos the closest people to ya 

the ones who guna do ya wrong 

backstabbing me for a broad 

i promise that i will lose no sleep 

cos jenny crank can be your freak 

but my bank account gon stay obese 

 

In the streets im peepin game 

i cant trust you, no no 

all up in my biness mayne 

i stay on the low low 

say they really really fake 

cant mess wit you no mo' 

closest people to you hate 

so i be rollin solo 

 

im creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

i be rollin, i be rollin solo 

im creepin on the low 

creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

i be rollin, i be rollin solo 

im creepin on the low 

 

(Ludacris) 

 

I be, creeping lower than low 

light another blunt im smoking the dro 

choking, loking, never provoke him 

and a drunk will get popped and ill open the do 

lungs full of smoke 

that means slower than slow 

feel like im trapped and theres nowhere to go 

so i, just pull out the bazooka (blah) 

put a fuckin hole in the flo 

Luda! Im so dope wid the flow 

trunk fulla speakers, pocket fulla ???? 

how much would a wood chuck chuck 

if a wood chuck could chuck wood 

gripping on the wheel 

turn it turn it 

blow another stack 

i earned it earned it 

blow another ??? 

pull another tram 

light another blunt 

burn it burn it 

flame it up 

hear my flow, i changed it up 

everybody grab your gats 

and hold em, load, sock em, lock em, cock em 

and aim it up 

bang it up 

off in the sky 

catch me rollin off in the ride 

26 inches 

leave em defenceless 

45 always tucked in the side 

open your eyes 

see me cruisin 

cos i keep winning and these boys keep losing 

plus im, the pimp of the year 

playas is hatin and hos is choosing 

look at all the hos you losing 

then look at all the game i got 

and you can catch me creepin on the low low 

luda ridin solo, beatin the block! 

 

In the streets im peepin game 

i cant trust you, no no 

all up in my biness mayne 

i stay on the low low 

say they really really fake 

cant mess wit you no mo 

closest people to you hate 

so i be rollin solo 

 

im creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

i be rollin, i be rollin solo 

im creepin on the low 

creepin on the low low 

creepin on the low low 

i be rollin, i be rollin solo 

im creepin on the low