[Intro] Venom! [Hook Chamillionaire] In the streets, Im peepin game, I cant trust you, no, no All up in my business, man, I stay on the lowlow Say they really, really fake, cant mess with you no more Closest people to you hate, so I be rollin solo Im creepin on the low Creepin on the lowlow, creepin on the lowlow I be rollin, I be rollin solo, Im creepin on the low Creepin on the lowlow, creepin on the lowlow I be rollin, I be rollin solo, Im creepin on the low Yeah! [Verse 1 Chamillionaire] Mo money and mo problemsWhat Biggie said, it looks like its true True Used to be my homeboys, but now, Im paid, so they tryna sue Why? My garage got Jaguars Yeah, my garage look like a zoo Zoo Middle finger up for the haters, hope the hater here isnt you Super cool Thats real cool, you can feel like you got a friend But I aint trustin my money counter, and thats the reason I count again You saw the Forbes Yeah, Im suspicious, thinking everybody wanna take my riches Cant take my money out my account, cause my bank teller get motion sickness Back and forth, uh, back back and forth, Im in the streets and right back in court Court Candy car built like a tank Tank, and my crib built like a fort Lets go to war I aint George Bush, I promise yall Im gon be prepared Cause I aint trustin my weapon, either, and thats the reason I keep a spare, yeah, yeah [Hook Chamillionaire] In the streets, Im peepin game, I cant trust you, no, no All up in my business, man, I stay on the lowlow Say they really, really fake, cant mess with you no more Closest people to you hate, so I be rollin solo Im creepin on the low Creepin on the lowlow, creepin on the lowlow I be rollin, I be rollin solo, Im creepin on the low Creepin on the lowlow, creepin on the lowlow I be rollin, I be rollin solo, Im creepin on the low [Verse 2 Chamillionaire] I aint hangin with none of yall Why?, outcast like ThreeThou Thou Win the Grammy, thank God and family And all of yall, Im gon leave out Out You dont like it, then, peace out Out, look around, and I see doubt Doubt I been known to get to the presidents, like Barack was on speed dial Oh Yeah, its all about me now, dont want you and dont need you You dont grind and get to the money and you aint hungry, I wont feed you I aint hangin with no hater, no faker, no diva I Do it big, and they say they did, and try to take my credit like stole Visas If its lonely at the top, Id rather be alone Cause the closest people to you the ones who gonna do you wrong Mm Backstabbin me for a broad Nah, promise I wont lose no sleep Sleep Cause Jenny Craig can be your freak, but my bank account gon stay obese Obese [Hook Chamillionaire] In the streets, Im peepin game, I cant trust you, no, no All up in my business, man, I stay on the lowlow Say they really, really fake, cant mess with you no more Closest people to you hate, so I be rollin solo Im creepin on the low Creepin on the lowlow, creepin on the lowlow I be rollin, I be rollin solo, Im creepin on the low Creepin on the lowlow, creepin on the lowlow Haha, yo, Luda! Lets go! I be rollin, I be rollin solo, Im creepin on the low Tell you what I be doing, man Whats up? Ugh [Verse 3 Ludacris] I be... creepin lower than low Yeah Light another blunt, and Im smokin the dro Yeah Chokin, locin, never provokin But the trunk gon get popped, and Ill open the door Blaow! Blunts full of smoke, I be slower than slow Whoa Feel like Im trapped, and its nowhere to go Yeah So I just pull out the bazookaBLAOW! Put a fuckin hole in the floor Oh Luda! Im so dope with the flow Trunk full of speakers, pocket full of dubs Dubs How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck woodgrain? Grippin on the wheel Wheel, turn it, turn it Blow another sack, I earned it, earned it Blow another amp Amp, pull another tramp Tramp Light another blunt, burn it, burn it Flame it up! Hey! Hear my flow? I changed it up Hey! Everybody grab your gats and hold em Load em, sock em, lock em, cock em, and aim it up Blaow! Bang it up, off in the sky, catch me rollin off in the ride Yeah Twentysix inches, leave em defenseless Fortyfive always tucked to the side Ow! Open your eyes, see me cruising Cause I keep winnin and these boys keep losin Plus, Im the pimp of the year Playas is hatin and hoes is choosin Yeah Look at all the hoes you losin Yup Then look at all the game I got Got And you can catch me creepin on the lowlow Luda ridin solo, beatin the block! Woo! [Hook Chamillionaire] In the streets, Im peepin game, I cant trust you, no, no All up in my business, man, I stay on the lowlow Say they really, really fake, cant mess with you no more Closest people to you hate, so I be rollin solo Im creepin on the low Creepin on the lowlow, creepin on the lowlow I be rollin, I be rollin solo, Im creepin on the low Chamilitary, man! Creepin on the lowlow, creepin on the lowlow Eightthreetwo, fiveonefour I be rollin, I be rollin solo, Im creepin on the low Fourseventhreezero Holla at me, haters!
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