Big Ed - Late Night Creepin' lyrics

Verse 1 (Master P) Four n***as in the Chev and we all strapped Put one up in the chamber case we had to bust caps Let me let you know b**h who you f**ing with Master P k**a murder motherf**ing lunatic With the giggety giggety nine Put the Glock to your dome and your sh** will be giggety mine Break you off something proper b**h Ask me where I'm from the manor central soutside of the Rich Worry n***as can't stand me Cause I'm known on the turf for serving Them fiends that f**ing k**a candy Break 'em off as I creep slow But if you run up on the P Yeah you know you get your a** smoked 12 o'clock and my beeper still beeping On my way to the northside late night creeping (Chorus) Late night creeping (creeping) Should I say jacking or should I say skeezing The dope fiends be begging me for crack Although they want to beat me with they baseball bats Verse 2 (Master P) Red and to the blue will be the giggety plain giggety thang A n***a slang dope, but the P I don't gang bang Leave a s**er dead any mark on a slab of rock Arrive at your house smoke a sherm than a n***a laugh Play a game called show and tell And if the b**h is hella thick tell her meet me at the motel Cause slipping is a no no And the b**h better come true so long at the mo mo I'll leave a b**h dead and broke Check a ho, I ain't no motherf**ing got damn captain save a ho So with my nine I be sleeping Check it out b**h if you catch me late night creeping (Chorus) Verse 3 (Master P, Lil'Ric) I can't sleep at night my mind start playing tricks I'm having nightmares the ghetto's trying to k** me b**h I'm paranoid, I sleep with three f**ing gats A tech nine, a oozie, and a carjack I'm addicted to money and b**hes hella disturb A ounce of dank, that'll calm a n***a nerves I will mash on that a** like a gas pedal You owe me scraps I will melt you like a piece of metal I'm a bounce your a** just like a basketball And with a pig's blood, write your name up on the wall So make your f**ing d**h wish And why you dead I'm gone steal your goods and f** your b**h I'm a let you know life in the Rich ain't no joke So don't you coming riding without your straps ho And you know the Rich is known for busting caps Diggety zap the P put the Rich on the giggety map Lil' Ric Yeah, back at that a** once again there Its your n***a Lil Ric, creepin through the windows Getting him for whatever I can get Now its time for my n***as to ride And let this sh** f**in clear Verse 4 (Big Ed) Late night creeping Big Ed and Master P P has got his tech I got my nine next to me Cause n***as like to jack and in the Bay it never stops But my hollow tips will leave more scars than the chicken pox Or run up ya like Emmitt Hitting like Bonds cause I have a nice slugging percentage Because a n***a's like loced Run on up, I'll call ya hickory because your gonna get smoked I ain't no joker g cause I'm TRU And everybody in my crew a TRU g too I thought you knew motherf**er I'm the type of n***a that'll leave ya f**ing heart in the gutter With the rat-tat-tat rat-tat-tat rat-tat-tat-tat P, I'm gone put this f**ing n***a on his back I'm a show you why they sleeping Cause its me and P and we late night creeping (Chorus)