2Pac — 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...