I am the ressurection and the life He who believes in me, though he dies yet shall relive, and whoever lives and believes in me shall never die(shutup, bitch). Fear not them which kill the body rather fear Him which is able to destroy both
Hey Yella kick that shit 199-muthaphukkin-E the muthaphukkin year of the real muthphukkin' G's and we gonna do this shit like this...
Nigga eva deadly ya just don't know who ya fuckin' wit so I suggest get in ya shit and keep truckin' bitch before I get my gat ya pressure case Blast, blast I leave my gang bang layin' on ya face I tattoe Dre name on my chest cross it out just another nigga that I X-ed huh and you won't see R.I.P. you'll see P.N.D. a Punk nigga deceased yeah and the bitch that was yours will be mine buddy all because ya woofed on a nigga that was nutty and I had to make an example nigga thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample of a nigga with street wise reality that don't give a fuck type Compton mentality I stare back death right in the face contemplate my last day on and everyday base cause a nigga neva know when he go I hope it only takes one shot cause I don't wanna die slow my funeral will be full of my peers people that neva gave a fuck about me droppin' threw me tears I hope I'm in the casket face down so all you muthaphukkaz can kiss my black ass now and fuck all that cryin' all night just be happy that I'm rid of this fucked up life Yeah, and now you see you can't handle me I give a shout to Tonel and the Ruthless Phuckin Family.
Out wit the old in with the muthaphukkin new but check dis shit out I got somebody for ya bitch.... muthaphukka
Now it's about time for the Sylk to speak check dat ass last weak you off the chronic and you tweak speak when I feel cause I'm as real as they come I'm a bitch with a gun neva run ain't for none so step, step up if ya wanna test ya luck trick Sister like Sylk don't really giva a fuck bitch punk bitches wanna step phony speak howdy doody I make ya self break ya self bitch you neva new me yours truly no longer layin' in the cut steady phuckin' shit up neva see me shakin' my butt I strut like a gangsta bitch no not a pranksta bitch I'm quick to gank a bitch trick peep game at this bitch as I shoot this gangsta bitch steppin' rollin' wit da Ruthless.
The R-U-T-H-L-E double S yo it's the nigga knocc out claim the block so nigga whats next try to step and flex and get wrecked like a mac truck I'm kickin', tah spittin' this funky shit to make a quick phat buck I'm doggin' a dog you suckaz can't talk bout tip flip I rip shit I'm stressin' "Damn cuz", "Pick it back up" Chillin up in the studio with the Ruthless Family fuck the Death Row Posse yo them fools cannot handle me Snoop and Andre ya come and try to fade the Loc'ed out, Compton, Original Baby Gangsta 1-8-7's how we do it on the West ya say ya shit is Chronic but to me it's more like stress or should I say make my shit the stronic Tha Dogg Pound don't wanna step to the atomic dog D-O-T-K-N-O-Double-C-O-U-T so muthaphukka come and phuck wit me.
"Come On", "Come On" "This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family ya still in effect"(x3) "This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family" "Kick That Shit"
Jealousy is a muthaphukka when your the man with the other hand I don't give a shit clock a grip like no other can wanna be like me be a G like me but I'm the nigga that made a G outta the bitch D-R Eazy I was the captain Dre was my sidekick everything was cool till he wanted to get what I get any other real G Eazy-Muthaphukkin-E now claimin' you a G how does it feel to be me
[Hi, Claude again...You remember I told you about my cousin when I was 15...Well, the year after that, I killed this kid, Louie... bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger hahaha... I got away with it...haha...but erm...I wanna apologize to Louie...I'm sorry Louie...hahaha...]
[Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger] (5x)
I knew this muthaphukka named Louie Every day the nigga talk shit but today he tried to do me He rolled down my block with a pistol and a stare a black khaki suit and dooky brades in his hair The muthaphukka think I'm slippin But I got my gat and a 40 and I'm sippin Waitin for the fool to get out the car The stupid muthaphukka thinks I'm a star But I'm not, I'm the type that kick the niggaz ass Fast ! Eazy E's a nigga that'll blast Hold up, wait, the nigga started to load his gat I grabbed my bat and ran around the back yo He's at my window, thinkin I'm playin Nintendo But the stupid nigga don't know I'm behind him so he dropped the gat like a stupid muthaphukka So I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger
[CHORUS:] [Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger] (4x)
I knew this bitch named Wheaches She often want me to fuck her happy ass on the beaches But [?? huh ??] yo peaches be fuckin around with me instead o' fuckin her man She's butt-naked with my dick in her hand, yo As soon as Wheaches started suckin, I saw this muthaphukkin nigga behind the car, and he was duckin So I told the bitch to hold on [Hold on] You stupid bitch, put yo muthaphukkin clothes on I wonder if this nigga's tryin a jack me Coz I ain't got my gat with me Shit, the nigga started runnin up fast I thought he was gonna blast, so I hid behind her ass She started howlin out "wait", I banked her in the face But the punk nigga pulled out [?? mace ??] He asked the stupid bitch did I mug her So I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger
[CHORUS]
I'm a muthaphukkin psycho and I don't give a fuck about'em I kill the nigga and cut off his dick, so you know I got'em coz [?? huh ??] ate his brain, left the nigga for dead Now it's a gallon of blood, drippin from under his bed [Oh, no ! What happened to my lover ???] Bitch I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger Bitch tried to call the cops, fuck that I gotta take the girl out with my muthaphukkin bat Coz I ain't doin 10 in the pen for a bitch and her dead-ass boyfriend So...I gotta kill the ho I'm reachin for my weapon slow That's when I notice some nigga standin by the door The little nigga sayin "don't kill my mother", so I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger
[CHORUS]
hahahahaha Sorry Jimmy hahahahaha He's dead hahahahaha I'm sorry, Billy hahahahaha
It's that man comin up from that land of tha C-P-T ("What's my motherfuckin name?" - Snoop) Eazy-E Comin thru with a big lick for '94 Showin alla y'all them true-ass gangsta flows So bow-wow bow-wow the big dog's in town and them guts is the only thing a nigga pound Laid back as I blow a fat sack Hittin switches for them bitches, hittin corners in a Cadillac So take a ride on tha ruthless side with the E to the A-Z-Y That nigga makin more off yo hits than you do you fools, need to recognize this crew when I roll through Tryin to speak up on tha OG, nigga you don't know me Break em off these nuts lil wanna-be Cause I peel caps if need be And ain't nothin you gonna bring don't see me Just tah let U know...
Chorus: repeat 2X
One more time for the rhyme again Comin from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N Just tah let U know Just tah let U know
Verse Two:
It's the E comin up from the gank so nigga let me ride all the way to the bank Coz ain't nuthin on my mind but the gips Gotta have a grip, run a nigga dip Back to the pass on the Compton streetz Where the niggaz get beat when us gangstas meet And fools gettin mad coz they can't ride like I ride Front n back, dippin side to side And it's been like that since I was a BG "It's the E," that's what they scream when they see me Mama said every day is like this Fools screamin that I put em in a twist Thought you had it bad, isn't really all good If the homies only knew in the hood That you was gettin done like a two dollar hoe It's just a lil something from the E tah let U know...
Chorus
Verse Three:
It's still the C-P-T, nuthin more, nuthin less On a quest to put that bomb in my chest Coz them busta-ass niggaz can't see what I'm sayin They think the E be playin [What ?] But I ain't givin up nuthin but this glock in yo mouth So recognize that and get yo punk ass knocked out So if you wanna ride nigga jump on in Sip a cup o' gin. Ain't no friends when it come to ends So no hard feelings when you niggaz be dealin with the original Compton criminal Coz the only thing poppin is a snaps and ain't no fun when a nigga be tap perhaps but a nigga like the E ain't trippin though I'm just here tah let U niggaz know...
[CHORUS]
[Insert:] You have your own freedom of choice So you do what the fuck you feel like doin Take it from me, that streetwise motherfucker named Eazy E
[Chorus] Sippin on a 40 Sippin on a 40 [Gangsta Dresta] Aye Yo lets roll to the store Eazy-E so we can buy us some O.E. 40 oz. gettin' a buzz with the thuggz in the neighborhoods black but buy you a couple of extra one's for the neighborhood [Eazy-E] Nigga you be drinkin' out my bottle bitch thats bullshit still got semen on ya lips from the homies dick trick yo the home girl but sit you like a loose goose so gimmie a couple of dollars so I can bring you back a duece duece [B.G. Knocc Out] Well bring B.G. Knocc Out back a muthaphukkin 40 o. so me and my nigga Big Boy can go and cop some indo and well be right back at you niggaz with a quick fast Dresta don't forget to buy ya couple of packs of Zig-Zags [Chorus] Sippin on a 40 (8-ball rollin') (nick name Eazy-E) Sippin on a 40 (8-ball rollin') (Drinkin' like a mad man yes I do) [Eazy-E] Back to the store all the 40 o's were kinda hot [Gangsta Dresta] Get the shit or not [Eazy-E] Naw Lets roll to another spot back in the four to another store [Gangsta Dresta] I told you the store on 124th keep the cold brew {*Speakin' Spanish*} make a right [Eazy-E] The Store ain't in sight [Gangsta Dresta] Nigga it's right pass the next light pass across the light now heres what you gotta do get in ya left lane and make a muthaphukkin U [Eazy-E] Lets get at least 10 40's and at least 10 22's that should be enough for the whole muthaphukkin crew plus they got indo a niggas gonna be double blitz [Gangsta Dresta] Oh give me some Zig-Zags and 2 packs of Double Mint [Chorus] Sippin on a 40 (8-ball rollin') (nick name Eazy-E) Sippin on a 40 (got the 8-ball rollin') [B.G. Knocc Out] Yo Dresta [Gangsta Dresta] Whats up [B.G. Knocc Out] Did you bring back some gum? [Gangsta Dresta] Hell yeah [B.G. Knocc Out] Good now a nigga breath won't be yo hum now pass me a stick so I can spit game at this trick cause beer breath and tricks don't mix [Eazy-E] Y'all don't give a fuck what a punk bitch stank cause my breath always stank every time I take a drank 40's I be downin' I'm Drownin' my self let me hit the joint and I'll be clowin' everybody else [Gangsta Dresta] You wont be clowin' me cause I got dose for your trick ass oh bitch you tryin' tah bag I got dose for your bitch ass well let me hit the joint once again and we can go G but oh let me take a sip off the O.E. [Chorus] Sippin on a 40 (8-ball rollin') (nick name Eazy-E)(x4)
One and in comes the two to the muthaphukkin three then comes the Eazy to the other fuckin E playin niggaz life like a puppet and can't dance but could touch it so fuck it rappers want to dis I'm glad to see `em cause I rip your fuckin face outta a magazine O.G. gangsta lean now after I shit your face wipes that ass clean now time to get tipsy and don't want a bitch if she can't rub the balls like a gypsy. Who's all in? Since you put yourself on my dick I put my nutz on ya chin...
Muthaphukk whatcha heard I'm more than that a real nigga from the hood and I'm all that thick as a hicky a picky nigga fittin dickies with bitches strictly dick-ly many sets I rolled on and killed squeals that told on my homies they sold on don't ask Eazy shit it's still a hit iz a hit and a bitch iz a bitch hangin on my nutz like a hair strand hangin there with n'ear heart and n'ear plan ass out like a asshole runnin to my dick with a rhyme and a lasso again and again from beginning to end it's your nutz on my chin...
You couldn't beat a minute of my ass if I gave you sixty seconds tick tock shit starts I start a steppin E to the muthaphukkin A to the muthaphukkin Z here's the Y here's the E here to stay after you when I'm through check me and Rodney King Fuck Tha Police part 2 now back to my friends nutz to ya nose to ya lips to ya chin real niggaz love us hussies never fuck us the roughest ruckas fingers couldn't touch us Eazy E's back again fuck waitin' for a payday get an A.K. everyday is a blast yeah blast a nigga fast knock his ass get all the cash Who's all in? Since you put yourself on my dick I put my nutz on ya chin...
"N.W.A. Niggaz With Attitudes, we're underground reporters we tell about, you know, the streets and everything that goes on, you know, around in Compton, our area, what's going around around us, we don't know what the fuck's going around around by YOU, but frankly we don't give a fuck, you know. Most kids in Compton don't give a fuck who the mayor or the president is you know they're not even interested in votin'. And the police, you know what I'm sayin? I say FUCK `EM."
[M.C. Ren] Well it be the real niggaz back with that hard street shit bitch niggaz be pissin a fit but I say fuck 'em, when I buck 'em its that nigga with the cool and mellow shit for your ass takin' niggaz back through the past all up on my nutz shit be swingin' like a fist can't even take a piss if I did niggaz would cut they wrist in a muthaphukkin candy 4 beat that ass with the switch then blast on the bitch who was all in my shit its that nigga Ren back for the 9-5 they say real niggaz was dead but this nigga be alive so I'm puttin' it down wit that nigga E uh-huh for all of my niggaz in the C-P-T so here we go again with part 3 of the script makin bitch made niggaz bite they lip, when we dip so tell me how the phuck do it feel tah get hit wit Tha Muthaphukkin Real
[Chorus] Tha Muthaphukkin Real Shouts going out to the hardcore hip-hop Tha Muthaphukkin Real buckin' these niggaz till they drop
[Eazy-E] Now everythings good in my hood and its on and pop and Eazy-Muthaphukkin-E From East Side South Compton str8 givin' up the real on how a nigga feel talk that shit muthaphukkaz caps get peeled layin' low in the cut gettin how than a muthaphuka niggaz knows whats up I'm that gangsta, gangsta is that what there still yellin' nigga G to a T saggin' and bailin' live by the gun you know what I'm sayin' Ren "Yea" so I guess I'll die by that muthaphukka then so when I die niggaz bury me make sure my shit reads Eazy-Muthaphukkin-E and it's a fact to be exact my tombstone should read: He Put Compton On That Map and thats how a nigga feel when I'm givin' up Tha Muthaphukkin Real
[Chorus] Tha Muthaphukkin Real Shouts going out to the hardcore hip-hop Tha Muthaphukkin Real buckin' these niggaz till they drop Tha Muthaphukkin Real
[M.C. Ren] Niggaz be pissin' on they self when the real niggaz drop while they rollin' in they shit hittin' corners on the block niggaz fresh out the Pen with 2 strikes be bumpin' this real shit every phukkin night it's alright niggaz it's 2 hard muthphukkaz on tha streetz it's the nigga M.C. Ren and the Nigga Eazy
[Eazy-E] Does it ya wish the fuck that you could do it got a Nine Millameter don't make me have to shoot it who gives a fuck about the police cause I'm the main muthphukka that break the peace now let me know how the phuck do you feel gettin' hit wit Tha Muthaphukkin Real
[Chorus] Tha Muthaphukkin Real Shouts going out to the hardcore hip-hop Tha Muthaphukkin Real buckin' these niggaz till they drop (x2)
[Eazy-E] Yeah Keepin' it real for the 9-5 for all you niggaz out there thats true to the muthaphukkin game N.W.A.'s back in this bitch and busta ass niggaz don't even understand it yo yella kick that shit
[Eazy-E] You want this baby I want it hot and juicy and thats the way I like it you know thats right you know how to kick it I mean can I stick it so you want me to slap it flip and rub it down alright I want you to turn round so I can hit it from the back ok you like it like that baby who's is it, is it mine baby can I eat it, I mean can I lick it can I stick my tongue all in it [*E and the girl going at it*]
[Girl] Right there uuh
[*moaning*]
[Girl] Oh Eric
[-*Cut Off*-]
[Eazy-E Speaks] As I was sayin' before about this other bitch thats fuckin' wit this uh Uncle Tom bitch just sayin' that he sexual harassed her so what if the muthafucka sexually harassed her give a nigga some pussy know what I'm sayin' you know ain't nuttin' wrong wit it you know we did broke him off a little somethin' you know but bitch probably lyin' you know what I mean
[Eazy-E] Big titie shitty bang bang sittin' on a dick tryin' to play a pimp by the fifteen clicks hoes play with me weekly so I'm down wit hoe play with my pee pee Eazy muthaphukkin' access saggy baggy ass pants for a happy ass bitch ho ho ho to the ho and the cloe ski to the E or a piss in the snow I take a hoe from the show to the mo' to the flow to the inches where mo' now the hoe is gotta go pussy just as hairy as a panda, pink and peppy panther panty expander, tricks lick long while I lap long hard and fast while I'm dippin' hunnies ass, throwin' harder with Barbara seein' sexy with Betsy, gettin' ready for Betty, I hit the hooker heavy [Chorus] I hit the hooker heavy Ready to.... (x4) [Eazy-E] Use a finger to when them real niggas comes to spread'em hittin' other peoples bitches so I'm comin' to ya weddin' head and the bill in the dark I begin with my dick so you can say I have a head start comin' from the south of the border, cause I'm shorter than ya thought I was wife, whore, daughter in the order fuck all that one man one bitch shit one condom, one dick, switch to another after gun with a rubber you can lick me like a lover wipe your mouth on the cover I never dilly dally pimpin' Susan and Sally now you can find the couchie from Miami to Cali throwin' harder with Barbara seein' sexy with Betsy, gettin' ready for Betty, I hit the hooker heavy [Chorus] I hit the hooker heavy Ready to.... (x4) [Eazy-E] Bitches comin' with it for doublemint lookin' for ya homies cause the hoes know me like they owe me I got a strip I hit when I'm lonely hit a bitch wit a whip and she run like Toby so never count on me fool when in the true skool wit truce sluts lookin' for a crew screw I flip and I flow when they go kinda low hoe better have my dough so suck silly hookers could stay or ya don't touch nuts really hook a good day adios disapear like a smoke your rejected by a dick thats erect bitch sometimes I think I'm losin' it a lunatic with a lot of automatic shit with clips it ain't no thang to me it's the same ole slang to me I roll with a long size gang with me throwin' harder with Barbara seein' sexy with Betsy, gettin' ready for Betty, I hit the hooker heavy [Chorus] I hit the hooker heavy Ready to.... (x8)
I'm sittin here writin a song about baby'z mothers who try to sue the daddies for child support. Even though daddy is takin care of the baby but the mother's just you know scandalous not just like this hey]
Fuck my baby'z mama The bitch got drama Fuck my baby'z mama Coz she's the type o' bitch that wanna see me broke Broker than a joke bitch stole my role And every time I see the bitch she needs cash She make me wanna slap her ass Triflin bitch always got me in a fit The low-life-Compton-shoppin-swap-me trick I wanna kill the ho then slam her in the trunc of my six fo' Coz yo, that ho made my dick grow and now her lawyer's at every show waitin for me to kick in my dough But before I go I'm on death row coz the bitch had too much drama... FUCK MY BABY'Z MAMA !
[CHORUS:] FUCK MY BABY'Z MAMA ! (7x) [Trick bitch !] FUCK MY BABY'Z MAMA !
Fuck my baby'z mama The bitch got drama And I'm not the one I should just knock her punk ass out while I'm in court payin child support But then I gotta deal with the father and the steel and he's the type o' nigga that a nigga's gotta kill Make me kick up a grip, I don't like her coz the bitch is buyin skirts instead of dipers Beggin so much to hold hands it's startin to look like cuffs I wish I never fucked But now it's too late How much you made ? Coz accordin to your income you might have to spend some time behind bars Now ya find it hard Never thought a bitch would pull a stunt like this I can't do another day with Pamela so I'm a pay ya, Anna but I just like to say...
[CHORUS]
I think of all the money that I spent on a lawyer I used to be an employer but now I'm just an employee filin bankruptcy But now the punk bitch can't touch me Huh! I only call her to check up on my daughter So now she's got a restraining order Put me to the curb and had the nerve to axks a bower or dime Bitch, you must be outcha rabid ass mind Huh! Love for start will take much, you see, the bitch broke me so now I need a crutch But you gotta understand a judge don't give a fuck about a young nigga that's down on his luck So I gotta put the P down and be down for the calls and give the bitch back her drawers So if ya drivin by and ya see her do me favor, give the bitch the finger FUCK HER !
[CHORUS]
You biiiiiiiiiitch !!!
[insert:] Haha, that's fucked up! Go to hell ! We dedicate this number to you, haha This one's for youuuu ! This evening's news report: See ya 'round, buddy boy... [Pow
Straight off tha streets of muthafuckin compton It`s the downest nigga i know Eazy muthafuckin me Bout to kick your ass in ninety-three
[ chorus ] I creep and i crawl and i creep and i crawl And i creep and i crawl creep creep I said i creep and i crawl and i creep and i crawl And i creep and i crawl creep creep
[ verse 1 ] I got my niggas from gravestreet watts I got my niggas from the cpt I got my niggas all across the motherfuckin land Thats down with the e-a-z-y e Now , early in the mornin i awake Thinkin about these dead fool`s life that i had to take Frontin on a true name i peep game at point blank range Fuck `em ( muthafuckin right ya`ll ) Back to the set as i jet Not givin a fuck about the nigga that i went Thats what he gotta shout for actin like a trick Now he`s 6 feet and i`m deep in his bitch Creepin creepin creepin on the marks that be sleepin Catch you slippin slap the clip in buck `em every weekend A scandalous lil` nigga with the heart to feel remorse Dick the niggas corps leave it on his momma`s porch Don`t give a fuck about shit that`s why i mellow Or maybe it`s the fact that i`m kin to the devil A psychopathic nigga thats always quick to fill a Nigga for a ?? cause i`m a muthafuckin killer Thriller from manilla though i`m shown as the average Try to test your luck and get bucked by a muthafuckin savage
[ chorus ]
[ verse 2 ] I got my niggas from gravestreet watts I got my niggas from the cpt I got my niggas all across the muthafuckin land Thats down with the e-a-z-y e Now , later on that night as i`m rollin Lookin for a nigga i can gat and pack a hole in Stoppin at a light on the latenight Fire up a phillie blunt to get my head right See some niggas slippin at a burger stand And in my mind all i`m thinkin is a murder plan Creepin through the drive through kinda slow I got my hot beams on the back of the .4 Yo , smokin on chronic with the rag down Not knowin i`m about to lay their ass down Reach for them fools make my move Leaned out my jeep and i creep kinda smooth With the gat to the nigga`s dome now he`s sleeps One shot to the top body flopped on the seat Peep , i dumped on the lil` skinny passenger A bitch is screamin in a rage so i blasted her Smashed and i got about 5 blocks Before i got stopped by punk ass cops ( shit , fuck `em ) Fuck you * shots rang out * Muthafucka Hahaha
INSIDE THE MINDS OF REAL G'S DEATH ROW IS LOOKED UPON AS THE STUDIO GANSTERS OF THE 90'S A JOKE HAHAHAHA IN A GAMECALLED 5 MINUTES OF FAME YOU WASTED 4 MIMUTES NOW YOU GOT SECONDS LEFT KICK IT
COME ONE COME ALL AND LET ME RIDE NIGGA EAZY-E CPT HOW THE HELL YOU FIGURE TO BE THE BEST ON THE WEST HU YA FOOL LOKED DOWN THIS IS EAST SIDE NIGGA SOUTH COMTON AND I PUT IT ON THE MAP SO WHEN A DOG POUND CRIP YOU WANNA SCRAP AND THAT COMIN STRAIGHT FROM THE RUTHLESS GANSTER EAZY-E NOW WHAT WOULD I DO HAHA LETS SEE NOW I WOULD TAKE ON SUGAS LOCKED DOWN THE ROW SINCE DRE IS A BITCH PIMP SLAP THE HOE NOW I'M SEEING DOUBLES MAN TWO DOGS IN A HUDDLE AA GOD DAME NOW DIGGIDI DAZE I BIGGIDI BLAST ON RIGHT ONE AND SMOKE THAT AZZ NOW KURUPT DONT EVEN SET TRIP YELLIN LONG BEACH 60 BLOOD AND PUPPY POUND CRIP REALLY DOE GOT MY NUTS ON YOUR CHIN WHILL I'M ALL IN YOUR PHILLY HOE SO COME WITH IT FOOL AND TEST YOUR LUCK AND I'LL BEAT THAT AZZ NOW CALL ME KURUPT NOW I'M KREEPIN THREW THE FOG YA BIG DOGG BLUE GOT MY NINE MILLA KILLA HUNTING A DOGG NAMED SNOOP YOU CAN RUN NIGGA BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE EAZY-E STRAIGHT CREEPIN ON THE EAST SIDE 7 TENLONG BEACH SOUTH CAUGHT SNOOP FREE BASIN IN A ROCK HOUSE I KICKS IN DA DOOR I SAID IT BEFOE I NEVER LET NO BUSTA TEST ME NO MORE BANG MURDER WAS THE CASE THAT TEY GAVE ME MURDER WAZ THE CASE THAT THEY GAVE ME
I'LL SMOKE ALL YOU FOOLS EVEN YOU BOO BOO AND YOUR BABY MURDER WAS THE CASE THAT THEY GAVE ME WATCH OUT BUDDIE BOY WATCH YOUR BACK YEA WHAT WOULD YOU DO WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF WE ROLLED ON YOU (SO DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT STEPPIN IN THE GOD DAMN HOUSE) WHAT WOULD YOU DO WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF WE ROLLED ON YOU WHAT WOULD YOU DO WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF WE ROLLED ON YOU WHAT WOULD YOU DO WHAT WOULD YOU DO DIRTY RED
I COMES ON THE SNAKE HITTIN NIGGAS LOW WITH THE CAVEY ASS FLOW AS I KREEP THROUGH THE STREET PEEPING NIGGAS FROM DEATH ROW BET YOU WANNA KNOW WHICH ONE MAKE THE BEST HOE SO LET ME BREAK IT DOWN AS I'M LOST IN THE MIST AND TAKE WORD OF ADVICE AND DONT COME FUCKING WITH THIS AINT A JOKE NIGGAS CHOKE FROME THE SMOKE THAT I BLAZE PURPLE HAZE YOU BE DAZED IN A STUN I'LL PUT YOU ON YOUR BACK NIGGA WHAT? I AM THE GUESS IN A DOGGY DOGG WORLD NEVER RUN WITH MUSS ONLY NUTS IN THEIR CLICK AND DICK IN YOUR MOUTH THE YEAR IS 95 AND I'M RUNNIN THE HOUSE NOW TELL WHAT CAN YOU DO NIGGA WHAT CAN YOU DO IF ME AND A FEW OF MY HOMIES CAME THROUGH DUMMPIN REAL ON YOU TRICKMADE BITCHMADE NIGGAS WHAT COULD YOU DO WHAT COULD YOU DO IF WE ROLLED ON YOU
YAA SO DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT STEPIN IN THE GOD DAMN HOUSE DR. DRE STRAIGHT BUSTA NEVA BROKE A LAW IN HIS LIFE BESIDES BEATING UP RICKY HARRIS'S WIFE HAHA SNOOP DOGG FROM A HIGH TOP FADE TO SPORTIN BRAIDS NOW HE'S LAID FAME NO FOURTUNE AND GETTING PLAYED NOT PAYED PLAYED TREATED LIKE A PROSTITUTE AND WE ALL KNOW WHO'S DOIN THE PIMPIN DAZ DONT BE A FOLLOWA BE A LEADER AND STAY OFF THE NEXTS MANS NUTS KURUPT THE KING PING STICK WITH THE 60'S CAUSE YOU DONT NEED THOSE OTHER HOES CAUSE THEY'RE ABOUT TO GO UP IN YA BUT ONLY YOU LET UM HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DEATH ROW REALLY DOE BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY BANG AHHHH
I got beat for the street Ta pump in ya jeep Or in ya caravan wid da homies kinda deep Somking on a thai stick feeling kinda hight wit Ya passenger seat occupied by a fly bitch Rolling in ya lo-lo Cut list all ya MCs Slap in the hip-hop Ta hell wit the ?tempres? Modern day gangsta from the underground Yay, niggas roll around wid tha boomin' ass sound Got the 6-4 kinda low as we bouncing On the grapevine rolling deep to Magic Mountain Hoes on ya jock everytime ya hit a corner Because ya rolling twisted on the gold Daytonas Frontin' on the regular, talking on ya cellular Acting like ya don't hear the little bitches Yelling ya name at the bus stop ya don't stop Ya mash on the gas roll right by they ass Slap Dresta in the dash yeah,
*Guranteed to hear something sweet uh, Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street Guranteed to hear something sweet yeah, Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Streetz
I got beat for the street Drop a rag top four Got my strap under the seat just in case I have ta check a hoe ?Menage a trois? on the scene Rolling through the C-P-T Turn up the hump soundz We grooving to the mellow beat Mad dogging like bitches Hitting me up like I'ma banger Cause niggas can't stand ta see us Sitting on some danas When we came up all of tha fools Running drag thinking ya gone 'n Put tha twist I ain't tweaking Drop ya putting the lock on it yeah!
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Beat for tha street I love ta hear it pumpin in my lo-lo Hitting my switches and running tha bitches And now I'm bustin' mo hoes Roll up to tha spot Me hop out and hit tha chirp-chirp Bail in put on some proper shorts and a proper shirt Just clowning cause hoes are in the house Riding my dick because I got fame, And my name is B.G. KnoccOut Asking ta be in my next vide-o Get tha 7 digits slap that ass And step to ya hoe Now I'm off like a G flee to the C-P-T See my niggas on the block getting tipsy I pulled up and start tearing up the street And guess what's in my muthaphukkin' deck, Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
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I got beat for the street To tha beach I'll be rolling Neva see me strolling 40s I'll be holding Girls in the daisies Drive Eazy crazy Rolled up my windows As I turned on my A-C Rolling down Crenshaw see tha hoes jocking Sunday nights popping See tha foes hopping My stereo's bump And that A-T-L funk You can call it what ya want Either way the shit bumps (Damn Right!)
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah, Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street Being a gangsta is so neat yeah, Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street Being a gangsta is so neat yeah, Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street Being a gangsta is so neat yeah, Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
[Yella] Yo this is Yella as we wine down to the final song I wanted to make this one to remember my lil nigga E I know he wanted this track on his record though he was takin' from us to god damn soon so I finished for him peace nigga... [Eazy-E] We did a song fuck da police you know and everybody been hearing fuck sayin' fuck da police for years and years and years and finally it took a muthaphukka to video tape a nigga gettin' the shit beat out of him for everybody else to say fuck da police and we did fuck da police people put us down and sayed we were ahead of our time you know it took the video you know ya shot by accident to tell the truth and open the worlds eyes yes we do have a serious problem in L.A. and other citys true retaliate happens all the time people tryin' to change things for years but I don't think anything is gonna help the problem is to deep N.W.A. is just being brutally honest. City of Compton (x2) City of,City of Compton baby baby [Eazy-E] They swearin' on cable T.V. it ain't teachin' nobody nothin' new cause little kids grow up you know one, two years old hearin' there mother sayin' fuck this, you little son of bitch I beat the shit out of you and all this shit and you know they pick up from all the shit and you know so they learn shit you know it's not gonna be teachin' muthaphukkaz nothin' new cause I got some new words for your ass. [Eazy-E] We don't tell you to go out and gang bang we tell you ya know and our songs is as you know if you could go out stealin' and killin' and beatin' up people all day but that person ends up dead or in jail sometimes he gets away you know and we don't have no rags no red no blue rags and tellin' we gonna go out and creep or go out and do that other thing or whateva it is you know we aint tell you to be joinin' no gang or whateva else. Rollin Down (x3) [Yella] Eazy-Muthaphukkin-E The Hip-Hop Thugsta from the C-P-T Compton Style Real Niggaz Nigga For Life We don't Die..(x3) I'd like to send all my love out to his kids and my God Son Derik, Little D to all his family to his wife and everybody who loved him and the people that didn't love 'em yo E tell these niggaz whats up "I say Fuck 'Em" hehehehaha I tried thats right fuck these Muthaphukkaz to all the real niggaz out there we still in this muthaphukka beware...96 Style....96 Style Yeah Big Man we out. [Eazy-E] As I was sayin' before see you around buddy boy I'm feelin' to fuck all goodbye hahahahahaahahahmmmmhehehemhmhhmhheeheheheheeh oooooooooooooh Shit!
We want eazy! Well, clap ya hands then-come on Clap ya hands everybody Clap ya hands, come on, come on Put ya hands together and clap 'em Now can y'all say Eazy Come on, say it
EAZ-Y Everybody come on, EAZ-Y...
People from everywhere gather around Checkin' out the sound that Eazy is throwin' down With some help from Ren and Dre Makin' a way with dope style Yo Eazy, what ya gotta say
A miracle of modern creation Eazy E's on the set Hyped up with the bass And a little bit of what ya love From a brother who's smooth like a criminal I mean subliminal Otherwise known as a villain Because I'm ruthless When I spot a sucka, I kill 'em But most I think know not to deal with me Yo, it's obvious, tell 'em who you came to see
EAZ-Y...
Yeah 'cuz this is the way I know you like it So you won't strike it I took it and I hyped it And now that it's done, I know ya pleased At how the E just duz it with ease Just imagine a crowd screamin', a girl dreamin' Just to get a picture of me 'n' my B-O-Y-Z From the H-double-O-D N.W.A., down with me Strong 'n' I'm ragin' Turn the page 'n' See I'm not a son of a gun I'm a gauge 'n' Nuthin' can avoid this shot 'cause it's hittin' It's so cool when you touch it, wear a mitten I'm comin' off raw into ya speaker Makin' the suckas on the street feel weaker But most I think know not to deal with me Yo, it's obvious, tell 'em who you came to see
EAZ-Y...
Aw, never, I'm just too clever So, in fact, that no one can sever A blow from a maniac and yo, I make it clear So a register is all I hear Money overturned, then I jet To make another hit, for you to go and get Record stores sold out because you love it Another example of how Eazy duz it
