Peep Game Lyrics
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119;hat the fuck you talkin about?! Aw, shit.<br />Goody, goody, gumdrops.<br />Nigaa, get your hoodie and your gun cocked.<br />Rock it till the drum stops.<br />Hip hop.<br />Even if my shit flip flop<br />It probably wouldn't stop.<br />Talk shit and get socked.<br />How ya hang em?<br />Know a realer nigga? You could bring him.<br />If I don't represent the shit,<br />I'll kick it.<br />We could sway him.<br />Huh. As if I know ya.<br />Then I could show ya.<br />But if I don't know, I gotta fo' fo' fo' ya.<br />So, so peep game<br />At point blank range.<br />The fame can't change what the game maintains.<br />Strange. Wind against the grain.<br />Aw shit. Flick or no flick I trips for no bitch.<br />Catch up on your pimpin.<br />I ain't simpin. I'm a dis her.<br />Couldn't be my sister if she actin like I missed her.<br />Tell me why they, tell me why they, tell me why they play me.<br />Don't these niggas know that neiter one of y'all can fade me.<br />I ain't big, I ain't buff, I ain't deisel.<br />But fuck wit Tupac and pop goes the weisel.<br />Me and Threat made a bet on how many fellas<br />Would jack a motha fuckin real nigga cuz they jealous.<br />They do it for the fame.<br />Explain. Insane. What's in a name? What's in a name?<br />Peep game.<br /><br /><em>[Chorus repeats]<br />Punk bitch, how ya like me now?<br />Can't fuck around wit the funky style.<br />Put it together like a puzzle builder.<br />If Trenton don't get cha, pops gon' kill ya.<br /><br />Killa Cali.<br />The state where they kill.<br />Down wit Oaktown? What's up homie, can I chill?<br />The bitches lookin funny.<br />Feel em at me. Feel em at me wit they minds on they heaven<br />Wit they .357.<br />-Where you at?<br />*On the freeway, deep in LA.<br />-OK, see you when get here loc.<br />*OK.<br />-Here I am. Here I am.<br />*Goddamn that was quick.<br />-Told ya I was comin. Who is that? Is that your woman?<br />*Na, that's just a hoochie looking for some juice.<br />-What's up my nigga? What ya know? A nigga got a little bigger.<br />That's all folks know.<br />Fat gold ropes.<br />Gotta keep a low key for my attack.<br />When I approach, I want the diamonds, the pearls.<br />The round the way girls.<br />Cuz baby got, baby got back out this world.<br />Would you give a fee? Never.<br />Fly like a feather.<br />Make more money than your father and your mother put together.<br />The game is to be sold, not to be told.<br />So buy it.<br />Can't afford it?<br />Low budget hoes gotta brother.<br />Peep game.<br /><br /><em>[Chorus repeats]<br /><br />Don't sell out.<br />Get the hell out.<br />Cuz here I come.<br />Hit em with my bop gun.<br />They came and they blast.<br />We got witt they ass.<br />And oh, pop this vest and all the rest of that mess.<br />Comin through like Terminater 2.<br />Boost your crew cuz we ain't afraid of you.<br />You know what time it is wit me once the clock stike 3.<br />We goin coo-coo like Cocoa Puffs. Whooo eeii!!!<br /><br /><em>[Chorus repeats]<br /><br />Time to get paid, time to get paid. Check.<br />Time to represent the west. On me: nuttin but a vest.<br />Got my hands on my glock, eyes on the prize.<br />First sucka jump, first sucka die.<br />Gimme mine, gimme mine, gimme mine like I told ya.<br />Hard as a boulder.<br />Motha fuckin souja.<br />Boom bam boom!! It's a stick up.<br />Vice president Dan Quayle eat a dick up.<br />Peep game.<br /><br /><em>[Chorus repeats]<br /><br />(Spoken by Tupac)<br />Punk motha fucka.<br />Fuck all those motha fuckas, they all can eat a motha fuckin dick up.<br />Word up. Fuck the police. I don't give a fuck.<br />Bobcat in this motha fucka boy.<br />Big up! Big up! To the criminals.<br />Fuck em.<br /><br />this is serious business.<br /><br />Yeah, microphone mafia.<br />Tupac, Threat, Bobcat.<br />93 shot.<br />Yeah nigga, bitch.<br />