Crest Creepers
    (专辑: Stupid Doo Doo Dumb - 1998)
    
    [Mac Dre]  I 
be that cold crest creeper, stomping and romping  Putting the 
crest on the 
map, like NWA did Compton  Got my finger on the 
trigger, don't make me pull it and bail  Plus I'm ski masked down, all you see is bullets and shells  From that HK, they say Dre is slightly crazy  But ain't nothing but the 
way them crestside streets raised me  I'm shady, all my game make you trust me  Players love me, haters dodge and duck me  They hiding while I'm ridin, Crestsiding through the 
fog  I'm a 
double R 
hog, doing dirt with my dogs  Crest gorilla making scrilla, boy I 
gets G's  Put more holes in a 
nigga than they put in Swiss cheese   [Sugawolf]  Now check credential, these niggas be killa status  Pack a 
tech, tote a 
tommy, you know I 
brandish  Some don't understand, niggas I 
hog about my scrillions  Pill young knuckle heads, stoppin by my building  Built in the 
game, foundated since '74  It's that Mark Ave nigga... You know  Get your millimeter, these niggas round here be heated  And if you need it, eat it up when I 
feed it  So giddy up, get game, if you ain't knowing that it'll happen  That's that real shit... fuck all that rapping  So go on and ask your folks  'Cause these crest niggas ain't no joke   [Jamar]  Pussy ain't the 
prize so you can miss me with that bullshit  Young hog through the 
hallways, strapped down with them full clips  Catch 'em on surveilance, a 
murder that's how I 
read it  So potna if you saw it, play like you ain't seen it  I'm the 
cleanest in this murder shit, cuddie who you with?  Represent that Sawyer all star killa click  Wave both hands and watch me yoked in the 
stands  This them creepers coward, so could you understand  Faulty information keep on getting sold to the 
FBI  So what you gon' do? big baller don't cry  Everybody in this world can't get by  We love to be high, so pop yo collar, let it go  'Cause this crest creep shit is getting sold like blow   [Naked]  Look it, at who just crept up out the 
bushes  Without warning, swarming in black garments  Performing like an OG, crest vet, oh yes it's Naked  But I'm forced to wear clothes, because it's cold on the 
North Pole  This 4-4 got the 
enemy behind the 
line  'Cause once they cross it, aww shit, another violent crime  Has been committed in the 
itty bitty city called Vallejo  All hell breaks loose when you fuck with lou  Me and my people 'cause we deep in this shit  Brought heat to this shit, just in case a 
hater wanna trip  Off the 
fact that the 
country club is in the 
building  Hit the 
ceiling with your 3 
C's if ya feeling  Where I'm coming from, now who in the 
fuck you running from  Them cuddie top dogs are on there way and they coming dumb   [Da Unda Dogg]  Hoes they, hoes they love me  'Cause I'm the 
U-N-D-A-D-O double G 
 Crestsiding, hitting switches, let me drop you a 
line  If you riding then you bitches better be on time  You fucking with my pleasures now  In L.A., fuck Da Unda Dogg won't let you down  So let me bust a 
nut, we creeping, so hurry up get yo ass in this telly  No time for speaking, remove your clothes and lay on your belly  I 
got that Watts shit, mixed with that Crestside twist  Block shit, bitches love to fuck with this   [Reek Daddy]  Reek Daddy the 
muthafucking instigator  Mr. get this shit started right now, fuck later  From the 
Crest to the 
muthafucking Midwest, Reckless  15 cuddies on a 
dead nigga chest  Bitch have you ever rolled with a 
rider?  Bouncing in the 
low hollering out Crestsider!  Ripped, don't even trip, it's gon' be some more shit  I 
got the 
big clip, filled up with hollow tips  Cold Crest creeper and I 
always keep my cannon on me  Don't forget the 
dope 'cause I'm a 
lay you where you standing homie  Hoe if you know me, you know what I'm about  Act like a 
snake bit my dick and suck the 
poison out   [Mac Mall]  Cuddie I 
go way back, sipping heem straight like chris mack  In the 
'lac, yac up, aliens better back up  Playa like OG bust  See there ain't nothing like that ball hog soup, for country club hog nuts  Smash fools like Barlow, serve big game like tip toe  Might catch me macking in Chicago  Smoking on some?  Pimp shit, talking smooth, armani man, I'm out to conquer the 
globe  Might start off in Vegas, hookers bringing more of those papers  Boss macking got me scuffing my gators  Call me Luke Skywalker, the 
alien stalker  Cuddie, fuck ya friends, ya folks, even ya potna  Lil' soldier got a 
chopper plus he gone off one  And OG's think the 
penitentiary is fun  So he's bread to kill, and ain't scared to die  Nuclear age titan up out the 
Crest side