Peep Game 2Pac (Ft. Threat)

[Intro: 2Pac]
So what the fuck you talkin about?! Aw, shit

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Goody, goody, gumdrops
Nigga, get your hoodie and your gun cocked, rock it till the drum stops
Hip-hop even if my shit flip flop
It probably wouldn't stop, talk shit and get socked
How ya hang em? Know a realer nigga? You could bring him
If I don't represent the shit, I'll kick it, we could sway him
Hunh! As if I know ya, then I could show ya
But if I don't know, I gotta .44 fo' ya
So, so peep game, at point blank range
The fame can't change what the game maintains
Strange! Went against the grain, aw shit!
Flick or no flick I trips for no bitch
Catch up on your pimpin', I ain't simpin', I'm a diss her
Couldn't be my sister if she's actin' like I missed her
Tell me why they, tell me why they, tell me why they play me
Don't these niggas know that neither one of y'all can fade me
I ain't big, I ain't buff, I ain't deisel
But fuck with 2Pac and pop goes the weasel
Me and Threat made a bet on how many fellas
Would jock a mothafuckin' real nigga 'cause they jealous
They do it for the fame, explain, insane
What's in a name? What's in a name?
Peep game