C.R.E.E.P.S.

To all those C.R.E.E.P.S. out there
 Crime Regulators Eating Everday Pulling Stings
 C.R.E.E.P.S..., they be out there lurking
 Watching... real low key, though
 Watching niggaz get that dough
 Just waiting, patient... gon' make your move soon
 I said "Make it, don't fake it" knawImean?
 Better watch yourself. yo...
 If you making money off, you better hold your heat
 (Don't go to sleep, there go them C.R.E.E.P.S)
 If you icey with the jewelry and the gold teeth
 (Don't go to sleep, there go them C.R.E.E.P.S)
 If you wheeling through the hood, and you overheat
 (Don't go to sleep, there go them C.R.E.E.P.S)
 In the streets, they king
 And mean Crime Regulators Eating Everyday Pulling Stings
 Get low sneaks, throws in the street
 Still grinding, same clothes on the whole week
 Play low key, lurking through these cold streets
 Stay smoking, ain't never got no weed
 At the dice game, watching the bank
 If it's money, then they plotting to shank, like Saw
 You saw it coming, but couldn't stop it with tanks
 Caught your pockets, the watch and the link, no lifers
 Thrown through the fire, ain't scared of jail
 Might run through your stash while you making a sale
 Creeping in the gray BM, then hit you and your lady friend
 For all your savings at the ATM
 See them C.R.E.E.P.S. got nothing to lose
 They take they ass kicking, get snuffed & bruised
 Get shot, seen and certainly do 'em
 Unplug the IV, and bounce out the emergency room
 Still hurt from the wound, to him it's a thrill
 He bout to, do it again like Sidney and Bill
 He bout to, hit up the crib, for some ecstacy pills
 Shot the fiend, cuz he ran to the jiggy and squealed
 You can find him where the drugs be at, where it's lovely at
 With the window cracked, scoping with the rusty gat
 Or at the check cash', focus at your money stack
 Or at the bar, where them ballers pop they bubbly at