[Chorus: Nigga Creep & Lil Bay]
I-N-T-R-O, It's the fuckin' intro
It's a motherfuckin' intro
I-N-T-R-O, It's the fuckin' intro
It's a motherfuckin' intro
I-N-T-R-O, It's the fuckin' intro
It's a motherfuckin' intro
I-N-T-R-O, It's the fuckin' intro
It's a motherfuckin' intro
[Verse 1: DJ Sound]
Backin' it up, backin' it up, gettin' fucked up with my nigs' in the Click
Real niggas, bitch, and we ain't takin' no bullshit
Bout our hogg, yeah, servin' junkies slangin' dope
When you caught in the wrong, your ass die by the rope
Or by these haymakers, or the fuckin' pistol, G
I won't fuck with you, if you don't fuck with me
But a lot of busters seem to always fail the test
(*Gunshots*) Y'all know the rest
See I'm the quiet type, layin' low and on the creep
Makin' these niggas drop it off, or catch 'em while they sleep
'Cause when I'm on a mean one, I'm on a mean one
You can tell that 'cause it's puttin' me back in the days when I was born
Halloween to be exact, that's where it all started
I was given birth, grew up quick, and I wasn't barin' it
I started doing wrong, sellin' dope, but never got caught
I used to go into a fuckin' coma with these negative thoughts
Wakin' up two weeks later, with a nose bleed
Wakin' up again to see, that it was just a bad dream
A nightmare the worst I ever had, negativeness in my thoughts bad
[Verse 2: Lil Bay]
Steppin' up to the mic, once again it's the Baysta
True motherfucker, and he flat gon' play ya
Niggas think I'm soft but they don't wanna try me
'Cause if they fake a move, a motherfucker's gonna die, G
Never fallin' short because I'm comin' out proper
Gettin' this shit together, before I do it like a Narc-ah
Goin' on a raid to get paid by any mean necessary
And after I do my dirt I'm burnin' your obituary
Down with the click, kickin' in doors on a mean one
I don't give a fuck if your posse's there "cause I'm totin' a machine gun
Machine means its fully, fully automatic
For any young nigga that wanna start some motherfuckin' static
Player 1, Bloody Bones, Dirty R-E fuckin' D
Mad Maine, Kee-Wee, Nigga Creep, and my nigga, LV
All you little bitches that don't think that I will serve you
MCM & Gangsta Gold is who you gon' have to answer to
[Verse 3: Nigga Creep & Lil Bay]
In to the tro, I hope you motherfuckers know
Yes, this shit is bumpin', yes, it's bumpin' 'cause we makin' dough
I'm Nigga Creep, I'm in this bitch, I'm also known as L-A-D;
Lurkin' After Dark, yeah, this started in the '93
Brady Boys is in this bitch, I'm also known as Clint, mane
Ready to make some big ass cheese, not some petty pocket change
Bitch, you gone rough us and this shit gonna be loco
Say that shit to my face again, you watch me go psycho
You didn't know my high could make a motherfucker die
Don't ask why, but swisher smoke is in my eye
Sissy niggas, you J-E-A-L-O-U-S
Better watch out, I'm Nigga Creep, I'm creepin' at my best
But now these days, a nigga gotta watch they back
Fuckin' with the Frayser Click, you really hear the rat-at-at
(Hold up, motherfucker)
I think you niggas need to know
This Nigga Creep, and this is DJ Sound's Intro
[Verse 4: Kee-Wee]
Kee-Wee's in the house for the motherfuckin' 9-4
Doin' this shit for you down niggas and you triflin' hoes
Get buck y'all to this shit, 'cause you know it's on
Down with the Click, but Tennessee is my home
Back on the intro, with my niggas talkin' shit
Niggas they got ana', bring it on, bring it on, bitch
The Click is takin' over, so what you bitches gonna do?
Click niggas take care of they own, don't need a fuckin' group
But lame ass niggas talkin' about what they gonna do
Nigga, stop pistol playin', trick, if you ain't gon' shoot
Got my jimmy hat for you dirty hoes, don't you know
Kee-Wee ain't tryin' to get shit from a triflin' ho
Volume eight was that shit, now its volume nine, bitch
You hoes better recognize, before you get your wig split
Bitch, yeah
[Verse 5: GB]
GB is on the scene, smokin' green with the Frayser Click
Inked out, smoked out, on you weak ass buster tricks
Bloody Bones in this shit, yeah, he down with the Click
Player 1 and Little Co, tossin' up a funky ho
Saw my nigga Sound, flagged 'em down, opened the fuckin' door
As I got inside, I heard my boys on the Intro
[Verse 6: Lil Yo]
Lil' Yo, finna' flow, bumpin' on the intro
Down with Sound on Volume nine, beatin' you bitches all the time
I serve up some busters, I whoop on the nigga that ball up but really can't fuck with the killer that's down from the Click when I'm servin' a bitch, knowin' that you can't fuck with this
Trill type killer, on the for realer, straight up out the Frayser Click
Nine times out of ten, I'ma have the pistol grip
Runnin' straight, left and right, jackin' niggas at the light
With my nigga Little Bay, smokin' on a sack of hay
Nigga Creep, cool with me, Dirty R-E fuckin', D
Leavin' busters on the hood, what's up to my brother, Jook
[Interlude: DJ Sound]
Yeah, the Frayser Click, back off in this motherfucker with that volume nine for all of you hoes that still be talkin' all that motherfuckin' shit
You know what I'm sayin', this shit don't stop, nigga
[Outro: Nigga Creep, Lil Bay & DJ Sound]
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