Peep Game (Explicit) - JT The Bigga Figga/D-Moe

What's up buddy

Peep game from the mack on track with these

Got the tapes and the wax

Checking stacks with ease

'Cause it's the Bigga the Figga

The ones who came to see ya

A funky type of style of rappin'

'Cause we flowin' like a river

Never ever ever have you seen a player like me

Poppin' so swell I got the clientele

So what's up what's up

Can I pass to my brother

Don't get mad because we bounce like rubber

Now I told ya we wasn't gon' stop 'til we major

Hooked up flights with Skynet pagers

From coast to coast we won't brag or boast

We'll take a toast to the boys that flow you know

Me and D-Moe two playas from the

Get Low

Straight up outta Frisco

So now you suckas kniz-know

Feel the flow feel the flow

I know you know we good to go

We mackin' 'em and stackin' 'em

And afterward we crackin' 'em

We packin' 'em up we wrappin'

'Em up we shippin' 'em off to Boston

They try to play some players

So you know it's gonna cost 'em

It ain't no thang to make it

Swang and make the beat saucy

Write the raps lay the tracks

Then you know it's bossy

Peep game

What's on mind

Just P-double E-P some G-A-M-E

From D-dash-M-O-E the Y-O-U-N-G

S-T-izA 'cause in 9-trizzay

I gotta get paid and can't fade minimum wage

'Cause I be comin'

Saucy like spaghetti tryna get my fetti

Do you feel me 'cause I felt me

Now tell me do I need to be bad like hangin'

On the turf moving work smoking dank nope

I'm posted in the studio like daily

Keepin' funky verses but the radio won't play me

They say we always cuss every time I start to bust

And plus at a concert my homies

From the hood kick dust

But a must is a must so we must get our currency

Tapes and concerts posters and CD's

So take a piece of game from a brother that's a gamer

Put me in your clip and cock me in your chamber

'Cause we be shootin' lyrics like a 4-5

And we be poppin' game like a Tec-9

So respect mine and the rest of GLP

And one love to my folks and for Jt

Peep game

What's on mind

It's like a gangbang thang mayne

The way the beat just gon' swang

But only gang that we

Bang is checkin' mail for our game

My homie O-Z-D-to the R-to the E

Upcoming rapper from the SFC

Brought it to my attention

I need to mention some of my generosity

Addicted by them rappers

Them none act street jackers

Put out our own tapes and turf

Out here to be nothin' but packers

So that's what me and D-Moe do so

Do the d**e to take advantage of the rap game

Poppin' so swell being in the

Game in '85 and ain't nothin' changed

Living the game so insane tryna maintain my currency

Does work off in the dirt steady tryna murder me

The Y-the B-the G is coming sicker than a flu

On some liquor when his finger's on the trigger

Peep game

What's on mind