Creepin’ Like A Hitman Gimisum Family

[Intro]
Silent night, there's no light that's when I start creepin like a hitman
Scope my man then I toss the dynamite
Silent night, there's no light that's when I start creepin like a hitman
Scope my man then I toss the dynamite

[Verse 1]
When I was fucked up on the block selling rock
Rocker rock mane I had to get my hustle tight I could't
Be born I'm not trying to lock me up a bit of shit
I let the snook release galley make my pockets swole
Even though a nigga gotta shoot'em hoes
Look at here comе off junkie with that big and click
Something conin' bitch just in case hе run off with your shit (Trick!)
Hit the switch poopy creep muffler dragon on the street
Runnin' motherfucker don't ask them crooked ass police
Jump over the fence rush through the cut
Cock my shit step on up fuck'em down
Down to the ground chase them with some fucking crown now I'm buck
Buck as fuck bloody pistol in my hand
I won't be on cops this week (Man let's kill the cameraman!)
Scissors since i scissor [?]
Combat it's cool and all blow somebody ass off
Don't you rob the robber when you looking for some fucking crack
You don't get bitch!
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