Late Night Creepin’ Bun B (Ft. Skinhead Rob & Travis Barker)

[Verse 1: Bun B]
Well when the moon comes up and the sun goes down
And the street lights start comin' on in the town
When the kids go inside and old foks go to sleep
Thats when real G's come out on the creep
Midnight movin through the city on the low
Sippin' on some sizurp and smokin on some dro
Got the TVs on, both my screens on flow
Pop trunk on dis bitch and I'm ready to go
You never know what the night might hold
After hours motherfuckers act way too cold
You see work gettin bought, and work gettin sold
If you real you can roll, but if you fake you might fold
Now a days its a struggle to survive
Some of these dark alley ways will eat you alive
I'mma grip my grain, and cock my gun
And show these mother fuckers how its done
When your late night creepin...

[Chorus: Bun B]
Cause we don't come out till after dark
With nothing less than 28 grams of spark
And nothing less than 16 ounces of sip
Everytime that its time to flip
You can find me
Rollin through the hood leanin in the lac'
With a woman on the front and a fifth in the back
Haters on the prowl and the one time peepin'
We don't give a fuck we just late night creepin'
In the late night
Thats w, thats w
Thats when real G's c come out on the creep