Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: Creepin On Ah Come Up: Creepin On Ah Come Up
Right about now, Thugs-N-Harmony is on a come up. So to all you bustas out there, beware.
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Stalkin’ gat fools
Walkin’ jack moves
Krayzie Bone
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 leatha face fool
I gotta get mine
And if you stall then I’m gunnin’
Just work your job
Get paid
I’ll rob you
See a nigga creep on ah come up
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Stalkin’ gat fools
Walkin’ jack moves
Layzie Bone
Sit 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 murda
That’ll get a nigga locked the cage
Lay my head to bed
Started 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 shinin’
Went to the cash register
Broke the bitch open
Grabbed all the money they had
And a nigga gettin’ goin’
Gone to the 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
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Stalkin’ gat fools
Walkin’ jack moves
Bizzy Bone
Downin’ Jamacian spliffs
Lil 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 ganjas 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 uh 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
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Stalkin’ gat fools
Walkin’ jack moves
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