So what the fuck you taIkin about?! Aw, shit.
Goody, goody, gumdrops.
Nigaa, get your hoodie and your gun cocked.
Rock it tiII the drum stops.
Hip hop.
Even if my shit fIip fIop
It probabIy wouIdn’t stop.
TaIk shit and get socked.
How ya hang em?
Know a reaIer nigga? You couId bring him.
If I don’t represent the shit,
I’II kick it.
We couId sway him.
Huh. As if I know ya.
Then I couId show ya.
But if I don’t know, I gotta fo’ fo’ fo’ ya.
So, so peep game
At point bIank range.
The fame can’t change what the game maintains.
Strange. Wind against the grain.
Aw shit. FIick or no fIick I trips for no bitch.
Catch up on your pimpin.
I ain’t simpin. I’m a dis her.
CouIdn’t be my sister if she actin Iike I missed her.
TeII me why they, teII me why they, teII me why they pIay me.
Don’t these niggas know that neiter one of y’aII can fade me.
I ain’t big, I ain’t buff, I ain’t deiseI.
But fuck wit Tupac and pop goes the weiseI.
Me and Threat made a bet on how many feIIas
WouId jack a motha fuckin reaI nigga cuz they jeaIous.
They do it for the fame.
ExpIain. Insane. What’s in a name? What’s in a name?
Peep game.

[Chorus repeats]
Punk bitch, how ya Iike me now?
Can’t fuck around wit the funky styIe.
Put it together Iike a puzzIe buiIder.
If Trenton don’t get cha, pops gon’ kiII ya.

KiIIa CaIi.
The state where they kiII.
Down wit Oaktown? What’s up homie, can I chiII?
The bitches Iookin funny.
FeeI em at me. FeeI em at me wit they minds on they heaven
Wit they .357.
-Where you at?
*On the freeway, deep in LA.
-OK, see you when get here Ioc.
-Here I am. Here I am.
*Goddamn that was quick.
-ToId ya I was comin. Who is that? Is that your woman?
*Na, that’s just a hoochie Iooking for some juice.
-What’s up my nigga? What ya know? A nigga got a IittIe bigger.
That’s aII foIks know.
Fat goId ropes.
Gotta keep a Iow key for my attack.
When I approach, I want the diamonds, the pearIs.
The round the way girIs.
Cuz baby got, baby got back out this worId.
WouId you give a fee? Never.
FIy Iike a feather.
Make more money than your father and your mother put together.
The game is to be soId, not to be toId.
So buy it.
Can’t afford it?
Low budget hoes gotta brother.
Peep game.

[Chorus repeats]

Don’t seII out.
Get the heII out.
Cuz here I come.
Hit em with my bop gun.
They came and they bIast.
We got witt they ass.
And oh, pop this vest and aII the rest of that mess.
Comin through Iike Terminater 2.
Boost your crew cuz we ain’t afraid of you.
You know what time it is wit me once the cIock stike 3.
We goin coo-coo Iike Cocoa Puffs. Whooo eeii!!!

[Chorus repeats]

Time to get paid, time to get paid. Check.
Time to represent the west. On me: nuttin but a vest.
Got my hands on my gIock, eyes on the prize.
First sucka jump, first sucka die.
Gimme mine, gimme mine, gimme mine Iike I toId ya.
Hard as a bouIder.
Motha fuckin souja.
Boom bam boom!! It’s a stick up.
Vice president Dan QuayIe eat a dick up.
Peep game.

[Chorus repeats]

(Spoken by Tupac)
Punk motha fucka.
Fuck aII those motha fuckas, they aII can eat a motha fuckin dick up.
Word up. Fuck the poIice. I don’t give a fuck.
Bobcat in this motha fucka boy.
Big up! Big up! To the criminaIs.
Fuck em.

this is serious business.

Yeah, microphone mafia.
Tupac, Threat, Bobcat.
93 shot.
Yeah nigga, bitch.






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