Peep Game

So what the fuck you talking about?

Goody, goody, gumdrops, nigga, get your hoodie

An' your gun cocked, rock it 'til the drum stops

Hip hop, even if my shit flip flop

An' it probably wouldn't stop, talk shit an' get socked

How ya hang 'em? Know a realer, nigga? You could bring him

If I don't represent the shit, I'll kick it, we could sway him

As if I know ya, then I could show ya

But if I don't know, I got a fo'-fo' fo' ya

So, so peep game at point blank range

The fame can't change what the game maintains

Strange, wind against the grain

Aw, shit, flick or no flick, I tricks for no bitch

Catch up on your pimpin', I ain't simpin', I'ma dis her

Couldn't be my sister if she actin' like I missed her

Tell me why they, tell me why they, tell me why they play me?

Don't these niggas know that neither one of y'all can flay me?

I ain't big, I ain't buff, I ain't Diesel

But fuck wit Tupac an' pop goes the weasel

Me an' Threat made a bet on how many fellas

Would jack a mothafuckin' real nigga 'coz they jealous

They do it for the fame, explain, insane

What's in a name, what's in a name? Peep game

Punk bitch, how ya like me now?

Can't fuck around with the funky style

Put it together like a puzzle builder

If Trenton don't getcha, Pops gon' kill ya

Killa Cali, the state where they kill

Down wit Oaktown? What's up homie, can I chill?

The bitches lookin' funny, feel 'em at me, feel 'em at me

With they minds on they Heaven, wit they 3 5 7

Where you at? On the freeway, deep in LA

Okay, see you when get here, loc, okay

Here I am, here I am, goddamn, that was quick

Told ya I was comin', who is that? Is that your woman?

Na, that's just a hooch lookin' for some juice

What's up my nigga? What ya know, a nigga got a little bigger

That's all folks know, fat gold ropes

Gotta keep a low key for my attack when I approach

I want the diamonds, the pearls, the round the way girls

'Coz baby got, baby got backs out this world

Would you give a fee? Never, fly like a feather

Make more money than your father an' your momma put together

The game is to be sold, not to be told

So buy it, can't afford it?

Low budget hoes gotta brother, peep game

Punk bitch, how ya like me now?

Can't fuck around wit the funky style

Put it together like a puzzle builder

If Trenton don't getcha, Pops gon' kill ya

Don't sell out, get the hell out

'Coz here I come, hit 'em with my bop gun

They came an' they blast, we got wit they ass

An' oh, pop this vest an' all the rest of that mess

Comin' through like Terminator 2

Bruise your crew 'coz we ain't afraid of you

You know what time it is wit me once the clock strike 3

They go for coo coo like Cocoa Puffs, ooh, wee

Punk bitch, how ya like me now?

Can't fuck around wit the funky style

Put it together like a puzzle builder

If Trenton don't getcha, Pops gon' kill ya

Time to get paid, time to get paid, check

Time to represent the West, on me, nothin' but a vest

Got my hands on my glock, eyes on the prize

First sucka jump, first sucka die

Gimme mine, gimme mine, gimme mine like I told ya

Hard as a boulder, mothafuckin' soldier

Boom bam boom, it's a stick up

Vice President Dan Quayle eat a dick up, peep game

Punk bitch, how ya like me now?

Can't fuck around wit the funky style

Put it together like a puzzle builder

If Trenton don't getcha, Pops gon' kill ya

Punk bitch, how ya like me now?

Can't fuck around wit the funky style

Put it together like a puzzle builder

If Trenton don't getcha, Pops gon' kill ya

Punk bitch, fuck all those mothafuckas

They all can eat a mothafuckin' dick up

Word up, fuck the police, I don't give a fuck

Bobcat in this mothafucka, boy

Big up, big up to the criminals, fuck 'em

This is serious business, yeah, Microphone Mafia

Tupac, Threat, Bobcat, 93 shot

Yeah, nigga, bitch