Creepin on Ah Come Up Chords by Bone Thugs-n-Harmony

[Chorus]
N.C.                                         
Right about now Thugsnharmony is on a come up
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So to all you busters out there beware ■  
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■    Stalkin' walkin' jack moves


[Verse]
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■   Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' a bank to get rich
             F#m7                                                          
Ain't ate in days so it ain't no thing to click click bitch gimme your shit
              F#7                                                   
Fresh out the pen and I'm low on ends fuck calm I tried to stay thug
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Got flowin' skills but niggas they bitches now I just can't buy my bud
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With my steel grabbed the fortyfour mag plus a sack
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And I snag my leather rag can't reveal when I glide with the moneybag
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Ride to the hide count my flags I be livin' on the darkside
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And I can't escape some say it's a phase
      F#m                                                     
If it is only way I'm gonna survive is if I play with my gauge
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It's a raid Put your face to pave
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If you try to play brave you'll get slayed
               F#m                                                        
Pull down them shades empty your pockets watches jewels and you'll be safe
               F#m7                                                  
I snatched the clerk up by her neck put the gun in her mouth and said
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Bitch you better move quick back to the safe
F#m7                                       
If you wanna be killed try some stupid shit
    F#m7                                                   
And pushin' that panic switch will get you nowhere but hell
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Trail to the back with the money in the sack
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Locked 'em all in the vault time to bail
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Well tickets I'm out the door
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Hopped in the smug and I break fast
          F#m                                                       
Get to my pad sit back and laugh loc'd out as I flip through my cash
        F#m7                                 
At last nigga made good and I got away smooth
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Now I'm straight Covered my tracks
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Only description is that nigga with that leather face fool
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I gotta get mine and if you stall then I'm gunnin'
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Just work your job get paid I'll rob ya
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See a nigga creep on a come up


[Chorus]
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Stalkin' walkin' jack moves ■   


[Verse]
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See I'm sittin' in my room and a nigga feelin' down
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Steady thinkin' 'bout how to get paid
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Gotta gauge at my waist that be spellin' out murder
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That'll get a nigga locked the cage
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Lay my head to bed start to thinkin' hard money is the cause
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What can I do me for Need to hit a lick not a bullshit
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But a real lick like robbin' a jewelery store
F#m7                                                
Select which one will I raid Got be headin' downtown
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'cause tonight's the night
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Dressed in my black wearin' makeup on my face
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So a nigga can't be seen in the spotlight
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Stole two cars and I parked one north
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Parked one east for the smooth switch
             F#m                                 
When a nigga bail how the fuck he gonna tell if a
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Nigga don't dwell in the same shit
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Climb to the roof and I'm peepin' out the scene
               F#m7                               
And there's no one I can spot so I get my ass down
F#m7                                                                  
Looked around through the window and I broke the bitch out with a rock
                  F#m7                          
Now I jump my ass in Start to fillin' up the bag
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And a nigga comin' up on these diamonds
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Grabbed a couple herring bones and some rings
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And some still thinkin' how them diamonds was shining
            F#m7                              
Went to the cash register broke the bitch open
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Grabbed all the money they had
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And a nigga gettin' goin' gone to Bone yeah
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Got to let my niggas check out my bag
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And I got away smooth 'cause I had the shit planned
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And ain't no bullshit get brung up
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That's what I gotta do if I wanna get paid


[Chorus]
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'cause a nigga be creepin' on a come up   ■  


[Verse]
F#m7                       
Stalkin' walkin' jack moves
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Downin' Jamaican spliffs little nigga Ripsta on this lick and bang bang
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Nigga that's the click on my brain drop another victim insane
                   A    
Feel the murderous nerve
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This twelve shot pump and I gotta bigger gat to back me
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Peelin' in my smug thug hoody black skully black khakis
F#m7                                                                
Creepin' in my smug so reapin' peek into the window let me cock this
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Nigga must've been meant to be jacked 'cause here comes me hostage
             F#m7                                                     
Up outta the door with a pump to her temple should've seen her tremble
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Push any alarms and I drop them bombs on moms
     F#m7                                           
It's just that simple I took my ganjas and fried 'em
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Don't gimme no hassle bitch 'cause I've been scopin' for weeks
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And I know y'all got some shit
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Clack back me gun hollow point mixed with dumdum kickin'
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Ladies and babies scream onto the floor
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It's a jack move fools
            F#m                                
Give me the jewels the dope the weed the cheese
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And answer me: why and you hoes is cryin' 'cause bitches are dyin'
      F#m7                                             
Blood clot here to be dead what one of them niggas said
F#m7                                                              
Buckshots up into them dreads and I love when I hear them pump red
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One that callin' me bluff I stuffed him with the quickness
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He made out with a smooth thirty G's
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So all bodies must bleed I need no witness
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So with a me slug mo thug jumped into him smug rolled the blunt up
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Good stuff reefer hitted the Bone to give up love to my thugs
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'cause I done made it clean as fuck and I flees the scene with a buck buck
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'cause a nigga be creepin' on a come up
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Stalkin' gat fools walkin' jack moves


[Chorus]
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