Tha Riot Squad - Peep Game lyrics

You dig, you fucked up
But, I'll take the blame though
I'll take full responsibility for
That stupid shit ma sure you did
But, I forgive you bynoe do too
Talk to 'em Bynoe

I took you from a hood booger
To a bitch with benefit's
I even let you polish the pistols
You wanna play games with my
Heart and my mental
I ain't stressing it, you know how a pimp do
Now you hungry, got you scraping a plate
I was the one that showed your
Son how to fucking pee straight
I don't need to let welfare feed him
Now it's back to Chinese food
No more eating that four seasons
You'd prolly try to shoot me after this song
Because me and your sister


Had something going on
I might've shooked you
But I never slapped you
Back in the hood, doing shit that a rat do
Turk, bird bitch prolly fucking for Air Maxes
500, she'll let you claim her
Kids on your taxes
Ass backwards, nicknamed her Stupido
Now you at Summer Jam being a groupie hoe

Bynoe don't blame her though man
Like, if I wasn't part of the Riot
I probably wouldn't never believed it either
What you do sure you did
But, I forgive you
I'm a tell you the funny part though

See, I laughed out loud
Everytime these bitches brought your name up
You talked funny whenever my name came up
Wasn't much I could change up
Already had my change up
Still got the wagon even though
The V's change up
We used to watch movies when it rains
Now I play shools with the
Crew and make it rain
Caviar taste, pockets for champagne
What's the phrase, I'm doing the damn thang
Blow money like it grow on trees
But bitches is birds
So I buy them sunflower seeds
Ya lil' nigga open
He brought something with spokes out
My last deal was worth more
Than his folks house imagine this one
After records with Fab Jim n em' an
Yeah he quietly working on Paul Eminem
Thought it was feminine
My wide success with the Rollers
You ain't respect Bynoe
The set with the Rollers
My lucky charm let you blow into shakers
Nasty bitch, took it in your doo doo maker
I'll, whoever said break-up to make up
Bitch I broke up cause I'm caked up i'm gone

Sure you did
What you going alienate yourself love

I understand the things you did
You did them for a reason
You know what it is (I got something to say)

When I was Getting it
And them checks were coming
You was messin with a wreckless youngin
Next we fucking you got knocked up
Results I chopped up then I got locked up
I did it for you n my seed
You was the air that I breathe
I swore you wouldn't leave
I couldn't believe
That I ain't have no change
That you would shit on my name
And call me a bad father
You fuckin up my head like a bad barber
I got money u cool with me
I ain't got no money you act a fool with me
Shortie you trippin and I can't take it
I'm thinking I done made a mistake kid
Go head leave I'm done
I had 2 but you not the one like Jet Li
You never be the one to stand next to me
Never

I thought about it
I'll tell you how you could make
It up to me sweetheart
You could make an apology video or something
Post it on myspace i mean not my space
But, your space Myspace sweetheart right
Or we can see how the fans
Feel about it and shit
See what kind of comments they post baby
See and if it works for you
You could work in the mail room
N work your way up again
But what's that jay shit
"Leave the bank book n the credit card
N take everything you came with bitch"
The riots that gang whoes better know it
Lord knows I know it sing that shit girl
Gotta remember red