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Crawlin
1,559
Hip-Hop/Rap
Crawlin was released on December 11, 2001 by LOUD/Columbia as a part of the album Infamy
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AlbumInfamy
Release DateDecember 11, 2001
LabelLOUD/Columbia
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mobb Deep
Mobb Deep
Performer
Havoc
Havoc
Vocals
Prodigy
Prodigy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Johnson
Albert Johnson
Songwriter
Kejuan Muchita
Kejuan Muchita
Songwriter
Jonathan Williams
Jonathan Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Havoc
Havoc
Producer
Oscar Monsalve
Oscar Monsalve
Assistant Engineer
Frank Zago
Frank Zago
Assistant Engineer
Jamie Garcia
Jamie Garcia
Assistant Engineer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
Halsey Quemere
Halsey Quemere
Assistant Engineer
Jonathan Williams
Jonathan Williams
Mixing Engineer
Ronald Odum
Ronald Odum
Assistant Producer
Steve Sola
Steve Sola
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Without a doubt, you gonna hear that thing clap
Dog I take shit to heart 'cause I was born like that
I only got my word as a man when I give it
When I say I'm going at you it's a given when I spit it
So **** talk out the ass amongst those who live it
So **** get money bounce from the hood you ****
So **** ****, they man best dog
Over that now you got some **** leaking on the floor
You gotta watch those broads
To die over that is totally against the grains
And against street laws
I respect paper and every minute that's spent, gettin' that ****
So my little dunn could be set
And what I feel about a **** thats trying to pose threats
Never write it out if you can't cash that check
Dog I know about death, you ain't sayin' nothin' slick
Empty out on that fool click-click, click-click
[Verse 2]
So keepin' movin', you better keep walkin'
The **** will have them crawlin', crawlin'
Clinging for life
So keepin' movin', you better keep walkin'
The **** will have them crawlin', crawlin'
Clinging for life
[Verse 3]
How you want it? 'Cause you about to get served
Matter of fact ****, you about to get your **** burned
Punk ****, female ass ****
The homo rapper, H to the you know
Come on man I ain't gotta spell it out for you
You know how to tell time, you know my **** boil
I set it off on your **** ass, don't forget that
And your retaliation was weak, baby pictures
Dunn I'll take you out in the street and spank you
Ain't no point going at P, you run into bricks
How you not gonna show face after that stunt?
At rap's only awards, and you ain't show up
You scared and you butt, you are now being crushed
By these Black Mobb gangsters you **** done
I suggest that you pack up and take it to go
'Cause everything is not cool and you **** should know
[Verse 4]
So keepin' movin', you better keep walkin'
The **** will have them crawlin', crawlin'
Clinging for life
[Verse 5]
How it feel when that steel hit the grill, huh?
For real, for real, shit be that real son
The grimey indulge in nothing but gangsterness
That ice is lookin' major on your wrist
Is you ready to die like a man for it?
Or pass it right over, fall back and get extorted
Like a camcorder every move is recorded
Keep them hands so I see 'em
Every taught I can read 'em
[Verse 6]
Ya'll some ho ass ****, I'll slap days out you
You was raised off our **** we made rappers
****
I'll buck the **** out that ****
And peel that fruit, kill that fool
Eighty eight is you crazy
Thats when I was **** Sophie
And you was pumpin' for poison
My **** Killa Dang woulda spit in your face
Ella G been told me about that dogger boy Jay
[Verse 7]
So keepin' movin', you better keep walkin'
The nine will have them crawlin', crawlin'
Clinging for life
So keepin' movin', you better keep walkin'
The nine will have them crawlin', crawlin'
Clinging for life
Written by: Albert Johnson, Kejuan Muchita
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