Yo yo dawg, listen to dis dope beat, it's gonna rock ya body. Walkin' down da block at night, feelin' da rhythm in my soul.
Da streetlights paint da world in a hazy hue, and I'm lost in the music.
Ain't nothin' but this beat to keep me company. Rollin' with da hustle, I'm stayin' true.
This urban sprawl is my playground, and tonight, I'm feelin' it all. Let da rhythm take over, cuz when I'm creepin' thru da streets, there ain't nothin' else that matters.
Jump Out| Kreepin' In These Streetz
Yo, it's/this is/you know a brand new day in the hood. The sun/sky/light is shinning/be blazin'/be cracklin'. Everybody/All these cats/The whole crew {is hustlin'/gonna be on that grind, tryin' to make somethin' of theirself/themselves/themselves. But keep your eyes open cuz you never know who might come knockin'/be creepin'/gonna slide through. In these streetz, it ain't always about the money/survival/respect. It's a wild ride, full of surprises/twists and turns/ unexpected moves. You gotta be smart/quick on your feet/wise to make it out/stay alive/get to the top.
On My Block: Creepin' Through The Streets
Yo, this block be straight messy. Me and my crew, we always gotta be careful for the suckas. They're always lookin' to cause trouble. We try to keep it real, but sometimes it hits the fan.
- Man, I dig that feel in the town.
- Just gotta hope for the best.
We gon' be alright, you know what I'm sayin'? Seriously.
Block Boyz: A Slippin Style
Yo, peep this, it's a real talk situation/vibe/struggle out here on these block/streets/corners. Niggas/Fools/Haters be creepin', always lookin'/stalkin'/schemin' for that next victim/target/meal. You gotta stay woke/keep your eyes open/be aware, 'cause one minute you chillin', the next minute you caught in a crossfire/scrap/fight.
It's a jungle out here, man/brother/dude. You gotta watch your back/be careful/stay on guard at all times. These streets/blocks/hoods ain't no place for the weak/soft/lame. Only the strong/smart/hustlers survive.
Gotta keep it real/true/honests, gotta stay loyal/trustworthy/dedicated to your crew/fam/squad. Cuz when the chips are down/shit hits the fan/pressure's on, you need people you can rely on/count on/depend on. And that's how we do it, out here on these rough/tough/hard streets.
Kreepin' Chronicles: Streetz Edition
Yo, peep this.
We bringin' ya straight outta the trenches wit' "a chronicle" that'll make ya grip ya fists. This ain't no fairy tale world, this is the raw, uncut truth about life on the block.
We talkin' 'bout hustle, we talkin' 'bout heartbreak, we talkin' 'bout makn' it through in a mad world.
Get ready to jump yourself in a turbulent ride wit' "players" that are as real as they come.
- Brace Yourself
- the action
- some twists
And above all, expect the unexpected.
Ghetto Gazette: Kreepin' Through The Streetz
Yo, peep this. This here be the Block Chronicle, bringin' you straight from the streets, ya dig? We talkin' 'bout what's happenin' on these concrete jungle block parties. The dope is hot, and we got it all laid out for ya. From the latest sneakers to the freshest rhymes, website this is the straight truth. So, get your headphones ready and tune in, cuz we finna take you on a journey through the concrete maze.
- Hang tight for more flavor.
- Peace out