Tupac peep game

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.

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All News Daily Roundup. Album Reviews Song Reviews. Song Lyrics. Album Peep Game Lyrics. Review: RIFF-it. RIFF-it good. Listen while you read! Add Comment. Strictly 4 My N. Get the embed code Tupac - Strictly 4 My N. Album Lyrics 1. Guess Who's Back 3.

I Get Around 4. Keep Your Head Up 5. Last Wordz 6. Pac's Theme Interlude 7. Papa'z Song 8. Peep Game 9. Point The Finga Representin' 93 Something 2 Die 4 Interlude Souljah's Revenge Strugglin' Preview the embedded widget Tupac - Strictly 4 My N. Flick or no flick I trips for no bitch Catch up on your pimpin', I ain't simpin', I'm a diss her Couldn't be my sister if she's 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 fade me I ain't big, I ain't buff, I ain't deisel But fuck wit 2Pac and pop goes the weasel Me and Threat made a bet on how many fellas Would jock a mothafuckin' real nigga cause they jealous They do it for the fame Explain, insane What's in a name?

What's in a name? Peep game. Can't fuck around wit the funky style Put it together like a puzzle builder If Threat don't get cha, Pac gon' kill ya. What's up homie, can I chill? The bitches looking funny Film at elev,film at eleven wit they minds on they heaven Wit they. Here I am -Goddamn that was quick -Told ya I was coming.

Who is that? Is that your woman? 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 daddy and your mama 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. Whooo eeii!!! Check Time to represent the west homie, nuttin' but a vest on me Got my hands on my Glock, eyes on the prize First sucka jump, first nigga die Gimme mine, gimme mine, gimme mine like I told ya Hard as a boulder Motha fuckin soulja Boom bam boom!!

It's a stick up Vice president Dan Quayle eat a dick up Peep game. Fuck the police. I don't give a fuck Bobcat in this mothafucka boy Big up! Big up!