2Pac - Peep Game Part 2 lyrics
[2Pac - Peep Game Part 2 lyrics]
Damn hey, close yo' muthafuckin' mouth
Shut yo' muthafuckin' mouth!
This is how we going to to this in '94
Here we go time to size these niggas up
And cut they ass short, yow know?
Mothafuckers got me going for it
Fuck these niggas dING!
Momma ain't raised no punks
Playa hate niggas, pay attention
This is what they want
Since you all up in a nigga mix
Then maybe you can hang with the street game
Don't be a bitch
Keep your head up, baby, and I meant that
Now you trying to toss me
In the mix, and bitch, i resent that
These hoes ain't shit
Plottin' on a nigga 'cause he rich
Then wonder why they call you bitch
And if you offended
You's a lyin' ass trick and that was intended
I'm coming back with a passion
And screaming 'Thug Life, ' bitch
When my niggas get the blastin'
I'm puttin' hoes on tape, and
Not 'cause I wanna, but I gotta
'Cause tramps love to scream "rape!"
I'm rushing bitches to the hotel
And I'm blindfolding hoes I don't know well
Huh, guess it's hard on a nigga in '94
If you can find a ho, nigga, peep game
Tell me what you need when you see me
Ducking these tramps 'cause they sleazy
Bitch, take it easy
I told you last year it's a test
I know you can't see my
Tattoos through my bullerproof vest
So you roll, baby, hold up
And why you touchin' on a nigga
If I touched you back, you'd probably go nuts
You see, you hoes got it all wrong
Shouldn't listen to them niggas that be
Bangin' on them slow songs
That's where you go wrong
I ain't never been a trick
Fake bitch, keep yo' clothes on
With you're mouth closed, and you're leg shut
If I was broke
You'd probably wouldn't said much
But I'm paid, so you all in a nigga face
You wanna move in, fuck, get a bigger place
Please, I ain't goin' out like these
Trick ass niggas that be fuckin' off G's
You suckas need your game plan changed
And peep game
Shut yo' muthafuckin' mouth!
This is how we going to to this in '94
Here we go time to size these niggas up
And cut they ass short, yow know?
Mothafuckers got me going for it
Fuck these niggas dING!
Momma ain't raised no punks
Playa hate niggas, pay attention
This is what they want
Since you all up in a nigga mix
Then maybe you can hang with the street game
Don't be a bitch
Keep your head up, baby, and I meant that
Now you trying to toss me
In the mix, and bitch, i resent that
These hoes ain't shit
Plottin' on a nigga 'cause he rich
Then wonder why they call you bitch
And if you offended
You's a lyin' ass trick and that was intended
I'm coming back with a passion
And screaming 'Thug Life, ' bitch
When my niggas get the blastin'
I'm puttin' hoes on tape, and
Not 'cause I wanna, but I gotta
'Cause tramps love to scream "rape!"
I'm rushing bitches to the hotel
And I'm blindfolding hoes I don't know well
Huh, guess it's hard on a nigga in '94
If you can find a ho, nigga, peep game
Tell me what you need when you see me
Ducking these tramps 'cause they sleazy
Bitch, take it easy
I told you last year it's a test
I know you can't see my
Tattoos through my bullerproof vest
So you roll, baby, hold up
And why you touchin' on a nigga
If I touched you back, you'd probably go nuts
You see, you hoes got it all wrong
Shouldn't listen to them niggas that be
Bangin' on them slow songs
That's where you go wrong
I ain't never been a trick
Fake bitch, keep yo' clothes on
With you're mouth closed, and you're leg shut
If I was broke
You'd probably wouldn't said much
But I'm paid, so you all in a nigga face
You wanna move in, fuck, get a bigger place
Please, I ain't goin' out like these
Trick ass niggas that be fuckin' off G's
You suckas need your game plan changed
And peep game