Chords for Creep Like Me

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_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Dm] I'm just an angel in disguise you got the [Gm] misprime
Transforming not your line like I [Dm] job for that guy
We do the pressure, keep the strap on the dresser
Keep it tough, nice and [G] snug, buy that pelican pay letter
[D] I betcha your life gets snatched, little old bitch
I'm [Gm] talking bout some gangster shit
You want a battle rap?
We [D] couldn't handle that
So extravagant and yeah, so [Gm] intelligent
These killers on my team, I split your wig and make you [Dm] telegrain
It's intertwined, they combine, it's that [G] trap, fly fly
I throw it up, so so quickly with a [D] strap on the side
We ready to ride, or kill a band of ghettos
Got a gleam in the eye, the boy a bursting eye
No texture to the speed of light, so try
The spies up on my [G] feeling tonight
These motherfuckers all lay face down
[D] Stops in the ride, well I'm a sign
Staying fine, white chalk [G] without lies
Well, it's embedded to break some [D] rhythmous cry
Ain't nobody creep like me
[A] So don't test my infantry
[Dm] Infantry, every kid in the street
Busting heat like me
[G] We leave them face down, slashing the ceiling
Slashing the [Dm] ceiling, we in the street
Then we get them with the infrared beam
[G] To a hollow tip, stealth, tickle the spleen
Tickle the [Dm] spleen, show the spleen
Slinging stones while we're aiming the chrome
[G] Popping bombs, watching enemies bleed
Enemies bleed, [Dm] I said we steam like some killer bees
Living off them [G] stinky leaves
Trying to make some fatty off that [Dm] hussle
They see it, kicking up a little dirt
With a smirk, putting work, my [Gm] berserk
Give alerts when you're holding down your turf
[Dm] Broken dreams in my streets, RIPs on the creek
[G] Little homies packing heat, ready to die for the beat
[Dm] Ready to die for the pride, it's that gangster life
[Gm] CRC, Garfunero, leave them dead on sight
[Dm] Pop pop on the Glock, on the murderous plot
[G] We hit the scene, mugging mean, leave your stomach in knots
[Dm] The sacrifice of your life is such a beautiful thing
[G] Grab my bitch off the seat as she commencing the scene
[D] Cause I'm a ride, I'm a lie, I'm a die for my G's
[G] 213, CFC in the cage of the streets
[D] And that's the truth in the booth, knocking out like a tooth
[G] Cause my fool slacking juices, I'm throwing a spruce
[Dm] I'm on a mission where I'm headed, ain't no coming back
[G] Beneath the cemetery dirt, let my voice be heard and bump [Dm] the track
Like the Aztec cataclysm, leaving history for centuries to come
Homie that'll get em, while they focus on material things
[G] In peril to the opposition, prepping for imperial [Dm] gain
Drop em all, watch em fall by the cereal plain
[G] Serenade the city streets with the C [Dm]-Roll
Ain't nobody creep like me, so [G] don't test my infantry
[Dm] Every G in the streets, busting heat like me
We [Gm] leave em face down, slashing the scene
We [Dm] in the swing and we get em with the infrared beam
[G] We'll howl, tits down, tickle the spleen
[Dm] Shells boom, shooting zones while we're aiming the chrome
Popping bombs, [G] watching enemies bleed
[Dm] I'm living life like it's my last day up on this [G] earth
And every day that passes by, this shit is getting [D] worse
Attempting murders like a ticket for speeding
The [D] shit is cracking every day like life ain't got any meaning
And motherfuckers ain't tripping, they leave the scene with a smile
And [G] smoking weed and blowing tweak and even laughing through trial
I [D] know some heartless camaradas coming harder than concrete
[G] The sickest fools up on these streets and rocking these beats
I'm [D] not the average motherfucker, got a savage in here
[A] Bologna sandwich in the hole and turning apples to beer
We [Dm] keep the dirty on the low and homies know how it works
So full force up in them riots, risking death on this earth
The fucking gunner with the heater, let it bullets disperse
And [G] C-Yard and Cali Pat is pretty close to the worst
And [Dm] Big D and Baby G will hit em right where it hurts
And [G] leave em laying in a stretcher and skipper, then I'll go faster
[Dm] Can't nobody creep like me, so don't test my infantry
Every G in the streets, busting heat like me
We leave [G] em face down, slashing the scene
We [Dm] infiltrate, then we hit em with the infrared beam
We'll howl, tip, stab, table the spleen
Take all the spleen, shot a ball, splitting zones
While we're aiming the chrome, popping guns
Watching enemies [Gm] bleed _ _