Kreepin' Thru Da Streets ????
Kreepin' Thru Da Streets ????
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Yo straight up, listen to dis sick beat, it's gonna bump ya feet. Walkin' down da block at night, feelin' da rhythm in my bones.
Da flickerin' glow paint da world in a hazy hue, and I'm catchin' a feel.
Don't got nothin' but this rhythm to keep me company. Chillin' with da grind, I'm livin' life.
This concrete jungle is my playground, and tonight, I'm conquerin'. Let the vibes take over, cuz when I'm cruisin' on da streets, there ain't nothin' else that matters.
Bust Out| Kreepin' In These Streetz
Yo, it's/this is/you know a brand new day in the hood. The sun/sky/light is shinning/be blazin'/be cracklin'. Everybody/All these cats/The whole crew {is hustlin'/gonna be on that grind, tryin' to make somethin' of theirself/themselves/themselves. But keep your eyes open cuz you never know who might come knockin'/be creepin'/gonna slide through. In these streetz, it ain't always about the money/survival/respect. It's a wild ride, full of surprises/twists and turns/ unexpected moves. You gotta be smart/quick on your feet/wise to make it out/stay alive/get to the top.
On My Block: Kreepin Through The Streetz
Yo, this block be straight wild. Me and my crew, we always gotta watch out for the brawlers. They're always lookin' to mess things up. We try to roll deep, but sometimes it goes south.
- Ain't nothin' like that feel in the hood.
- Just gotta keep it movin'.
We gon' be alright, you know what I'm sayin'? Seriously.
Trap Streets Anthem
Yo, peep this, it's a real talk situation/vibe/struggle out here on these block/streets/corners. Niggas/Fools/Haters be creepin', always lookin'/stalkin'/schemin' for that next victim/target/meal. You gotta stay woke/keep your eyes open/be aware, 'cause one minute you chillin', the next minute you caught in a crossfire/scrap/fight.
It's a jungle out here, man/brother/dude. You gotta watch your back/be careful/stay on guard at all times. These streets/blocks/hoods ain't no place for the weak/soft/lame. Only the strong/smart/hustlers survive.
Gotta keep it real/true/honests, gotta stay loyal/trustworthy/dedicated to your crew/fam/squad. Cuz when the chips are click here down/shit hits the fan/pressure's on, you need people you can rely on/count on/depend on. And that's how we do it, out here on these rough/tough/hard streets.
The Kreeping Story: Urban Tales
Yo, peep this.
We droppin' ya straight outta the trenches wit' "tales" that'll make ya grip ya fists. This ain't no fairy tale world, this is the raw, uncut truth about life on the concrete jungle.
We talkin' 'bout hustle, we talkin' 'bout heartbreak, we talkin' 'bout makn' it through in a mad world.
Get ready to dive yourself in a wild ride wit' "players" that are as real as they come.
- Brace Yourself
- the action
- some twists
And above all, expect the unexpected.
G-Mag: Rollin' Deep
Yo, peep this. This here be the Ghetto Gazette, bringin' you straight from the streets, ya dig? We talkin' 'bout what's happenin' on these concrete jungle block parties. The dope is hot, and we got it all laid out for ya. From the latest sneakers to the freshest lyrics, this is the real deal. So, get your speakers ready and tune in, cuz we finna take you on a journey through the concrete maze.
- Keep it locked for more flavor.
- Peace out