Creepin Out lyrics

[Intro]
n*gga you know we savage
This for the M-Town, BHZ stand up!

[Hook: Playa Fly sample] 4x
Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay
Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I'm out it hard

[Verse]
These haters I ain't even barrin', chillin', smokin' on these trees
Now you know I'm out it hard - DJ Paul from BHZ
Standin' on a tr-izz-ack with a p-izz-ack of that f*ckin' snow
Chevy thang by the curb, got them stash box in that hoe
These haters they can't creep on me
I got these killers all around me
Ready to pull that f*ckin' h-izz-eat
Put these b*tches straight to sl-izz-eep
I can't toy with you n*ggas no more
Especially when I'm on that blow
That blow'll make me murk a hoe, pull that .44, work a hoe
Ridin' in that Rolls Royce, I guess that's why they mad though
But they won't run up on me though
Cause them n*ggas, they scared yo
Hit 'em with the lead though, I'm aimin' for they head though
These suckas shoulda layed low, these bullets put 'em red yo
Hundred round clips, I pull from the hip, I shoot off the rib
You shoot from yo lips, I shoot off yo lips
Flash as I make 'em do flips
I don't play with these n*ggas, I stay on these n*ggas
My goons are ready do away with these n*ggas
Creepin' out the cut with automatics up
They ran out of luck when I run up on these n*ggas
MAFIA!
[Hook: Playa Fly sample] (until end)
Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay
Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I'm out it hard