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



(Chorus)



Late night creeping (creeping)

Should I say jacking or should I say skeezing



The dope fiends be begging me for crack

Although they want to beat me with they baseball bats



Verse 2 (Master P)



Red and to the blue will be the giggety plain giggety thang

A nigga slang dope, but the P I don't gang bang

Leave a sucker dead any mark on a slab of rock

Arrive at your house smoke a sherm than a nigga laugh

Play a game called show and tell

And if the bitch is hella thick tell her meet me at the motel

Cause slipping is a no no

And the bitch better come true so long at the mo mo

I'll leave a bitch dead and broke

Check a hoe, I ain't no motherfucking got damn captain save a hoe

So with my nine I be sleeping

Check it out bitch if you catch me late night creeping



(Chorus)



Verse 3 (Master P, Lil'Ric)



I can't sleep at night my mind start playing tricks

I'm having nightmares the ghetto's trying to kill me bitch

I'm parano