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Peep Da Game
Ganksta NIP
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Sup, Nip?
It's your boy Mike B
Smoked out Reggie on the guitar
Let's show these niggas
How a producer from Trinity Garden
And a rapper from South Park
Can come together and make a hit
Without no bullshit
Peep the game I'm comin' smoothly raw
A bitch can't do shit but let me keep her apartment and keep her car
Mind reader, Ganksta Nip might flex
I can look into your eyes, fool, I can see what you are thinkin' next
Instincts of a killer makes me deadly indeed
The same instincts of a killer makes me wicked off weed
Horror script movie writer, I'm real on the streets
Yes, one of the realest motherfuckers that you don't wanna test
Best back your ass up or feel blows
I know niggas down for them jacks
I know niggas down for them kick doors
You want a pork chop, don't put me in the cross
No pork, no beef, that's the reason for my weight loss
Playa haters, like Spice 1 said, dump 'em in ditches
Pull a gun and squeeze the trigger on you punk bitches
5-0 Is scandalous in Hell-town and that's that they love
Fuck with a nigga and even if the nigga ain't sellin' no crack
My nigga Lil' Jay signed me up and amazed a nigga
My nigga Lil' Jay gave me a break then he raised a nigga
Creator of horrorcore, bitch, give me my fame
Ganksta Nip and Psycho Nip are two different people, peep the game
I roll the dice and hit nothin' but sevens
Nigga, I been buyin' guns like Bone breakin' Mac-11's
Fired the sleep down, fool, it was a good night
I just had my first lil' girl, you know her name is Baby Psych
Real with this Psych shit, I gotta protect my last breath
Gotta protect my wealth, I gotta protect myself from death
Shots from the 12-gauge left this nigga's mother lonely
Any backstabbin' will result into a dead homie
Phony motherfuckers frontin', fakin' 'cause I'm
A nigga that don't, shit, I'm quick to get down for mine
Money maker, they call me the ho shaker
Quick five G's 'cause the Rockies against the Lakers
Straight outta South Park where the niggas are hostages
They run drugs like the Chi Phillies while I
Oh yeah, these niggas real, we ain't no joke
Out-of-towners come down talkin' shit can get they fuckin' neck broke
What's up with this bullshit? This city's under siege
Blue cars and yellow patches, buster, that's them F-E-D's
Like I said, it's a damn shame
Ganksta Nip is a O.G., your ass better peep this game
Young niggas label Psycho Nip is a rebel
I always write in black 'cause I can't stand the blue-eyed devil
On the other level, my God, I'll never shove him
Mos 45, that's where I go tell Allah that I love him
Playa hatin' fake busters, I'll peel your ass
If you can't outdo it, so-called homies, I'll kill your ass
Jealous niggas, I can't let that slide
How can you talk shit when your tape ain't even worldwide?
Local motherfucker, Psycho Nip, I roll with Rap-A-Lot
Niggas that love to scrap a lot and niggas that love to cap a lot
Any problems in the clique, nigga, jump up
South Park Psycho, first album got this SPC shit crunk up
And don't forget I got niggas like E.S.G. and Case
Big Ced, Seagram, and plus that agg' nigga Scarface
I round 'em up and gather guns in the palace
Rag top and 12-gauge, watch 'em bring some guns from Dallas
Oak Cliff assassin, my nigga Black might blast ya
Much love for them crazy motherfuckers in Omaha, Nebraska
Them young niggas packed, they always pull clips
These niggas quick to catch a plane
And come shoot up some shit for Nip
Peep the game, motherfucker
Peep the game, young nigga
The white man is to blame
Peep the game, young nigga
Ain't a damn thing changed
Peep the game, young nigga
But what about South Park? South Park
What about Alief? Alief
But what about 3rd Ward? 3rd Ward
But what about 5th Ward? 5th Ward
But what about Mo City? Mo City
But what about Trinity Garden? Trinity Garden
But what about Sunnyside? Sunnyside
But what about Hiram Park? Hiram Park
But what about Lakewood? Lakewood
What about the Southeast Sector? Southeast Sector
But what about D-Town? Dallas
But what about Fort Worth? Nigga
But to the motherfuckin' East Coast
To the West Coast, to the North, back to the South
It's your nigga Psycho Nip runnin' his mouth
In Wichita Falls, Texas
Much love for y'all niggas dyin' now
Much love, Roosevelt
You died for no reason, you my cousin, I'll always love you
Peace
Your boy Nip, much love
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