Peep Game Part 2

[Intro]

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!

[Verse 1]

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

[Verse 2]

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...