So what the you talkin about?! Aw
shit.
Goody
goody
gumdrops.
Nigaa
get your hoodie and your gun cocked.
Rock it till the drum stops.
Hip hop.
Even if my shit flip flop It probably wouldn t stop.
Talk shit and 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.
Huh.
As if I know ya.
Then I could show ya.
But if I don t know
I gotta 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 trips for no bitch.
Catch up on your pimpin.
I ain t simpin.
I m a 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 neiter one of y all can fade me.
I ain t big
I ain t buff
I ain t deisel.
But wit Tupac and pop goes the weisel.
Me and Threat made a bet on how many fellas Would jack a motha in real nigga cuz they jealous.
They do it for the fame.
Explain.
Insane.
What s in a name? What s in a name? Peep game.
-Chorus repeats- Punk bitch
how ya like me now? Can t around wit the funky style.
Put it together like a puzzle builder.
If Trenton don t get cha
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 wit they minds on they heaven Wit they .357.
-Where you at? On the freeway
deep in LA.
-OK
see you when get here loc.
OK.
-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 hoochie looking 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.
Cuz baby got
baby got back out this world.
Would you give a fee? Never.
Fly like a feather.
Make more money than your father and your mother 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.
-Chorus repeats- Don t sell out.
Get the hell out.
Cuz here I come.
Hit em with my bop gun.
They came and they blast.
We got witt they ass.
And oh
pop this vest and all the rest of that mess.
Comin through like Terminater 2.
Boost your crew cuz we ain t afraid of you.
You know what time it is wit me once the clock stike 3.
We goin coo-coo like Cocoa Puffs.
Whooo eeii!!! -Chorus repeats- Time to get paid
time to get paid.
Check.
Time to represent the west.
On me: nuttin 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.
Motha in souja.
Boom bam boom!! It s a stick up.
Vice president Dan Quayle eat a dick up.
Peep game.
-Chorus repeats- (Spoken by Tupac) Punk motha a.
all those motha as
they all can eat a motha in dick up.
Word up.
the police.
I don t give a .
Bobcat in this motha a boy.
Big up! Big up! To the criminals.
em.
~this is serious business.~ Yeah
microphone mafia.
Tupac
Threat
Bobcat.
93 shot.
Yeah nigga
bitch.
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