Crawl Thru the Hood Brotha Lynch Hung & Sicx

[Verse 1: Sicx]
Come creep with me
Come creeps with me
Come creep with the nigga with the 4-4 pump
Lookin for that nigga with the funk, with the 24th street block nigga named Lynch
Pump-pump when I dump yo punk ass
In a ditch
Nigga this creek sicc muthafucka right here is like gonna ride and stay up and out all night
So mark ya whole muthafuckin hood wit white chalk-sta
Ya set better find that nigga that feels to
Take the fate from the only nigga that raise up
To a sicc muthafucka that ain't no mo’ bass up
Straight up nigga
No love from a trigga that comes
From a nigga that runs with the one
That'll chew the pussy up like gum
Nigga hit this block sweet
Hot ones creep from the devil the red caprice
Fool catch this heat from Mr Spliff
A gift to lift your feet up and off the fuckin concrete
Cough up, your mеat, yo nuts, yo guts, your soul
To a schitz with the 4-4 pis-
'Tola, blood fizzing up like cola
Nigga done [?]
Thinking about this shit gеts good
As I crawl up through your muthafuckin hood