Late Night Creepin'

Verse 1 (Master P) Four niggas in the Chev and we all strapped Put one up in the chamber case we had to bust caps Let me let you know bitch who you fucking with Master P killa murder motherfucking lunatic With the giggety giggety nine Put the glock to your dome and your shit will be giggety mine Break you off something proper bitch Ask me where I'm from the manor central soutside of the Rich Worry niggas can't stand me Cause I'm known on the turf for serving them fiends that fucking killa candy Break 'em off as I creep slow But if you run up on the P yeah you know you get your ass smoked 12 o'clock and my beeper still beeping On my way to the northside late night creeping