Luyện nghe bài hát Peep Game

So the fuck you talkin' about?

Goody, goody, gumdrops, nigga, get your
An' your gun cocked, rock it 'til the drum
Hip hop, even if my shit flip
An' it probably wouldn't stop, talk an' get socked

How ya hang 'em? a realer, nigga? You could bring him
If I don't represent the shit, I'll kick it, we could him
As if I know ya, then I could ya
But if I don't know, I got a fo' ya

So, so peep game at point range
The fame can't what the game maintains
Strange, against the grain
Aw, shit, flick or no flick, I for no bitch

Catch up on your pimpin', I ain't simpin', dis her
Couldn't be my sister if she actin' like I her
me why they, tell me why they, tell me why they play me?
Don't these niggas that neither one of y'all can flay me?

I ain't big, I buff, I ain't Diesel
But fuck wit an' pop goes the weasel
Me an' Threat made a bet on how many
Would jack a mothafuckin' real nigga they jealous

do it for the fame, explain, insane
What's in a name, what's in a name? Peep

bitch, how ya like me now?
Can't around wit the funky style
Put it together a puzzle builder
If Trenton don't getcha, gon' kill ya

Cali, the state where they kill
Down wit Oaktown? What's up homie, can I
The lookin' funny, feel 'em at me, feel 'em at me
Wit they minds on they Heaven, wit 3 5 7

Where you at? On the freeway, in LA
Okay, see you get here, loc, okay
Here I am, here I am, goddamn, was quick
ya I was comin', who is that? Is that your woman?

Na, just a hooch lookin' for some juice
What's up my nigga? What ya know, a nigga got a little
That's all know, fat gold ropes
Gotta a low key for my attack when I approach

I want the diamonds, the pearls, the round the way
'Coz baby got, got backs out this world
Would you give a Never, fly like a feather
Make more money than your father an' momma put together

The game is to be sold, not to be
So buy it, afford it?
Low budget hoes brother, peep game

Punk bitch, how ya me now?
fuck around wit the funky style
Put it together like a builder
If don't getcha, Pops gon' kill ya

Don't sell out, get the out
'Coz here I come, hit 'em my bop gun
They came an' they blast, we got wit ass
An' oh, pop vest an' all the rest of that mess

through like Terminator 2
Bruise your crew we ain't afraid of you
You know time it is wit me once the clock strike 3
go for coo coo like Cocoa Puffs, ooh, wee

Punk bitch, how ya me now?
Can't fuck around wit the style
Put it together like a builder
If don't getcha, Pops gon' kill ya

Time to get paid, time to get paid,
to represent the West, on me, nothin' but a vest
Got my hands on my glock, on the prize
First sucka jump, sucka die

Gimme mine, gimme mine, gimme like I told ya
Hard as a boulder, mothafuckin'
bam boom, it's a stick up
Vice President Dan Quayle eat a dick up, game

Punk bitch, how ya me now?
Can't fuck wit the funky style
Put it together like a puzzle
If Trenton getcha, Pops gon' kill ya

Punk bitch, how ya like me
Can't fuck wit the funky style
Put it together a puzzle builder
If don't getcha, Pops gon' kill ya

Punk bitch, fuck all mothafuckas
They all can eat a dick up
Word up, fuck the police, I don't give a
in this mothafucka, boy

Big up, big up to the criminals, 'em
This is business, yeah, Microphone Mafia
Tupac, Threat, Bobcat, 93
Yeah, nigga,