Peep Game

So w**k you talkin' about?

Goody, goody, gumdrops, n**a, get your hoodie

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

Hip hop, even if my s**t flip flop

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

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

If I don't represent the s**t, 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, s**t, flick or no flick, I tricks for no b**h

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 n**s know that neither one of y'all can flay me?

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

But f**k wit Tupac an' pop goes the weasel

Me an' Threat made a bet on how many fellas

Would jack a mothafuckin' real n**a 'coz they jealous

They do it for the fame, explain, insane

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

Punk b**h, how ya like me now?

Can't f**k around wit 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 b**s lookin' funny, feel 'em at me, feel 'em at me

Wit 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 **? What ya know, a n**a 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 h**s gotta brother, peep game

Punk b**h, how ya like me now?

Can't f**k 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 **

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 b**h, how ya like me now?

Can't f**k 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 d**k up, peep game

Punk b**h, how ya like me now?

Can't f**k around wit the funky style

Put it together like a puzzle builder

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

Punk b**h, how ya like me now?

Can't f**k around wit the funky style

Put it together like a puzzle builder

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

Punk b**h, f**k all those mothafuckas

They all can eat a mothafuckin' d**k up

Word up, f**k the police, I don't give a f**k

Bobcat in this mothafucka, boy

Big up, big up to the criminals, f**k 'em

This is serious business, yeah, Microphone Mafia

Tupac, Threat, Bobcat, 93 shot

Yeah, n**a, b**h