1.Boyz N Tha Hood(G-Mix)
Intro：
Yeah, gangsta dresta steps in this muthafucka and this one goes
out tah all
The
O.g.'s out there and i can't forget about the baby gangstaz,
what's up
Niggaz, my
Nigga they came back with some of that old school original west
coast shit
Nigga that
Got all of y'all in this dig in the first place yeah so run that
shit e, yeah
........
Verse one：
Cruisin' down tha street in my '64
Jackin' tha freaks clocking tha dough
Went to tha park tah get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there come shootin' some hoop
A car pulls up who can it be
A fresh el camino rollin' kilo g
He rolled down his window and he started to say
It's all about makin' that gta
Chorus：
'cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard
Ya come talkin' that trash we'll pull ya cord
Knowin' nuthin' in life but tah be legit
Don't quote me boy 'cuz i ain't said shit
(straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah
fuck wit
Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah
fuck wit)
Verse two：
Dotomy's in tha place tah give me the pace
He said my man jd is on free-base
Tha boy jd was a friend of mine
'til i caught him in my car trying tah steal a alpine
I chase him up tha street tah call a truce
Tha silly cluckhead pulls out a deuce deuce
Little did he know i had a loaded 12 gauge
One sucka dead l.a. times front page
-chorus-
(punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang,
Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang)
Verse three：
Bored as fuck and i wanna get ill
So i went to a place where my homeboyz chill
Niggaz out there makin' that dolla'
I pulled up in my '64 impala
They greet me wit a 40 and i start drinkin'
And from tha 8-ball my breath start stinkin'
Enough tah get my girl tah rock that body
Before i left i hit tha bacardi
I went to her house tah get her out of the pad
Dumb hoe said something that made me mad
She said something that i couldn't believe
So i grabbed tha stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave
She started talkin' shit what did ya know
Reached back like a pimp slapped tha hoe
Her father jumped up and he started tah shout
So i bombed on pops knocked his old ass out
-chorus-
(and if a brotha talks shit i give him a,
And if a brotha talks shit i give him a,
And if a brotha talks shit i give him a)
Verse four：
Now i'm rollin' hard now under control
Them wrapped tha '64 around a telephone pole
I looked at my car and i said,'oh brother!'
Thrown in the gutter and go buy another
Walkin' home and i see tha g-ride
Now kat is drivin' kilo on tha side
As they busted a u they got pulled over
A undercovered cop in a dark green nova
Now kat got beat for resisting arrest
He socked tha pig in tha head for rippin' his guess
No
2.It's On
Todays a good day to die! (lady screaming)
Bow wow wow yippie yo yeppie yah
Suck on these nuts nigga suck on these nuts
I tell em bow wow wow yippie yo yeppie yea
Suck on these nuts nigga suck on these nuts
Ain't nuthin but eazy baby
He'll smoke two niggas cuz they crazy
Talk a gang of shit but it dont phase me
That punk nigga dre still pays me
Well if it's on motherfucker then it's on g
Now if it's on motherfucker than its on g
Hey mister prankster prankster
Story book gangster
Back in 86 you wore pumps and masscara
Down did the motherfuckin wreckin crew bid
But once a bitch always a bitch
And now the fuckin switch
Fag with a steathoscope now you sag
Body slammn bitches makes dre a bigger man.
Cackies sportin loc's in a g ride
What set you from loc what set you from ride？
Rip vanwinkle sleepin nigga woke up and became a g
But you still dont impress tha e-z.
Smoke a little sherm now you call that shit the chronic
Niggas on the west side call it bionic
I make a mill here make a mill there
Fuck a bitch here fuck a bitch there yeeeeah
(chorus 2x)
＊scratched in＊ tell ya motherfuckers who your fuckin with
Old nigga eazy-e went to the cuppard
To get snoop doggy dogg a bone motherfucker.
Here's
Another g or should i say a h, a i, a j, a k, a l-m-n-o-p
P for the pussy wussy wuffin nigga broke
As a motherfuckin joke
Talkin about you want to smoke tha e to tha a-z-y
Nigga this east side snoop doggy doggy dogg you wanna try
187 on the e that ya sing
But you cling on my balls when i swing my ding-a-ling
Yeah you got more just like a pint of puppy water
First i'm gonna choke ya then i smoke ya
Then i'm gonna toss ya in the back of my trunk
With the other punk
Smoking death row like i smoke a phillie blunt
Well if it's on motherfucker than its on g
If it's on motherfucker than it's on g
(chorus 2x)
Still a nigga,
Once a nigga
Always a nigga
Down from the get go
Never let go
Never flossin
Never slippin
Never trippin
Stickin dick and my balls down your throat doggy listen
Niggaz from the lbc
They never heard of ya g
And niggas from the cpt aint down with d-r-e
But ya gave it up,
Still like a trooper
Let 'em play ya jam shake ya hand and then they shoot ya
You can fool the people on the east coast an the mid-west
But in la you still cant pass the test
See i can tell a pussy when i see one
Dre wearing lip stick that mean ya have to be one
You need to change your sex and your occupation
You try to fuck with e nigga run run run
Cause if it's on motherfucker then its on g
Now if its on motherfucker then its on g
(chorus 4x)
3.Any Last Wordz
This is a real life jack in progress. nigga give up your shit or
take
Two tha chest with tha cripness
Cuz i aint fuckn around g,so take a look at a real at a real
live nigga
That craaazy and get ready to
Die loc,any last wordz before your ass gets smoked,it aint a
joke cuz my
Pockets is broke my friend
Thats why i gotta do u in. give up your endz and your gold and
your
Nik's and anything else i
Might like and then im off in the wind again to catch tha next
sucka
Slippn taken two to tha chin.
Im on a role two niggaz in one night didnt even have to
fight,just
Pulled out my 9 to end anothers
Life. thats real life so forget tha silly shit you heard,now
nigga tell
Me do you have any last
Wordz.
'cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no
satisfaction.
So i take my 9 put it on my
？？？？ for some cop now im blastn,cuz im known as a g and im
coming from
Tha cpt. and you
Should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with eazy'
'word'em up'several times
Another murder i comitted made front page a nigga dead from a
drive by
Did with a 12 gauge. the
First stage of insanity people say it aint wise to get faded off
the
St.ides. a mother cries,another
Son lies in a casket,life was fun while it lasted. tha silly
bastard had
To get caught,tripn and set
Tripn,you should of seen that niggaz blood dripping.to many
lives took
To many hearts broke,but
You dont hear me so you see my fuckn gun smoke. some ask why do
i take
So many lives from the
Innocent little ones. but where i come from we take shit
real,you peel
Caps so you gotta get your
Cap peeled. grab your steel forget about what you heard,its do
or die
Nigga,any last wordz？
'cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no
satisfaction.
So i take my 9 put it on my
？？？？ for some cop now im blastn,cuz im known as a g and im
coming from
Tha cpt. and you
Should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with eazy'
'word'em up'repeated several times
I got tha 9 and im fixing to str8 creep,feel i need to take
another life
So i peep. checking the
Scene,but staying low so im not seen case i gotta get away gotta
make
Tha shit clean g. so im
Looking for a victim.gotta be right,took my time and i picked
him,scoped
Shit then i licked'em now
Im back in the news,no clues,but yet another murder. you should
of heard
The nigga squill when i
Stuck his ass,i had to grin cuz its funny nigga fuck his ass. he
aint
Tha last and surely aint tha first
G,but his monkey ass rolled away in a hurst g. so im feeling
some what
Relieved,just another day
In tha life of tha e-z. a real g so forget tha silly shit you
heard,its
Do or die eazy-e gets that last
Word.
'cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no
satisfaction.
So i take my 9 put it on my
？？？？ for some cop now im blastn,cuz im known as a g and im
coming from
Tha cpt. and you
Should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with eazy'
'word'em up'several times
4.Real Muthaphukkin G's
Intro
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Real muthaphuckkin g's...
Real muthaphuckkin g's...
Real muthaphuckkin g's...
Verse one
Hey yo doctor, here's another proper crack
And it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
And let that real shit provoke, so you's a wanna be 'loc
And you'll get smoked and i hope that yer fans understand
When ya talk about playin me, the same records that ya
Makin' is payin me
Motherfuck dre
Motherfuck snoop
Motherfuck death row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
'cuz i'm the e-a-z-y-e, and this is the season
To let the real motherfuckin g's in, ya like a kid ya
Found a pup and now yer dapper, but tell me where the
Fuck ya found ya found an anorexic rapper
Talkin 'bout who ya go squabble with and who ya shoot
You're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots
Damn e, they tried to fade you on dre day
But dre day only met eazy's pay day
All of a sudden dr dre is a g thang, but on his
Old album cover he was a she thang
So nigga please, nigga please don't step to deez
Motherfuckin' real g's
Yo dre, what's up？ ＊bang＊
Yo dre, what's up？ ＊bang＊
Now take it to the rapper, claimin to be dapper then
The dresta, smoother then a bitch but dre's a rollin
Gangster, ain't broke a law in yer life, yet every time you rap
You yap about the guns and knifes, just take a good look
And the nigga, and you'll capture the fact, that the bastard is
Simply just an actor, who mastered the bang and the slang
And the mental, of niggaz in compton, wattz, and south central
Never ever once have you ran with the turf, yet in every verse
you
Claim you used to do the dirt, but tell me who's a witness
To your fuckin work, so ya never had no buiness, so
Save the drama jerk, niggaz straight kill me
Knowin that they pranksters, this is going out to
You studio gangsters,see i did dirt, i did work, so
Many niggaz can vouch that, so since i got stripes
I got the right to rap about that, but niggaz like you
I gotta hate ya, i'm tired of suburbian niggaz talkin about
They comin from projects
Knowin ya ain't seen the parts of the streets g
Think ya tryin bang around the time of the peace treaty
Wearin khackis and ya mob while ya ryhme, little fag
Tried to sag, but he's gettin flooded at the same time,
And ya set don't accecpt ya, so ya scared to kick it with yer
homies
'cuz ya know they don't respect ya, so nigga please check
Nuts before ya step to deez, motherfuckin real g's
Verse three
Well, it the knocc out, definition orginal baby gangster
Approach me like you hard, motherfucker i'mma bank ya
Shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if i havta
Dr dre an snoop dogy dogg are fuckin actors
Pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
But this time yer dealin with some real motherfuckers
G's, nigga please, don't try to step
Because if ya do, and i pill cap is all that would be left
See, young niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin,
Claimin my city, but dre you ain't from compton
Niggaz like ya'll is what i call wanna be's it aint shit
compared
To real motherfuckin' g's
Funky is this track...
Yo dre, what's up？ ＊bang＊
Yo dre, what's up？ ＊bang＊
I never met an og who never did shit wrong
Ya tried to dis the eazy-e so now nigga it's on you
And ya doggy dogg, think yer all honk and shit
Both of you bitches, can come and suck my doggy's dick
Beatin a bitch don't make ya shit, but then agian some niggaz
Think it makes a man, damn it's a trip
How a nigga could switch so quick from wearin lipstick
To smokin on chronic at picnics, and now ya think yer bigger
But to me you ain't nothin but a bitch ass nigga
Who ain't worth a food stamp, but at
Deat row, i hear yer gettin treated like boot camp
Gotta follow yer seargents directions, or get yer ass
Pumped with a smith and wesson, learn a lesson from the e
Stay in your place and don't step to real motherfuckin g's
Yo dre, what's up？ ＊bang＊
Boy ya should have known by now..
Yo dre (what's up？) ＊bang＊
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo dre (what's up？) ＊bang＊
Boy ya should have known by now, eazy duz it....
5.Down To Tha Last Roach
(dr.dre：'i still express yo i don't smoke weed or sess'
Bitch!!!
Ah, greetings eartlings, and welcome to the motherfuckin'
Wonderful, wonderful, motherfuckin world
Of gettin higher than a motherfucker
Ohh me？ i'm funk on your mind
Alias to you motherfucker's roach clip
And this here's my kimosabe dumpin shit on yo ass
And my nigga goes by the name of bg ashtray
And we 365, that means we fucked up all the way around
And our motto is..
(gettin higher than a motherfucker, down to tha last roach)
Creepn through this cloud of smoke
With a little bit of funk to make ya choke in
Gangstas come feel good inside
As we take you for a ride to another dimension
Deep from a 4-0 o-z
Two crooked ass niggaz on a cosmic journey
Straight from the planet g
Where the real niggaz dwell in the realms of ruthless
Took a puff of the indo spliff
High like a bird as i creep to the bud spot
Break me off a proper piece so i can get fucked
With my nigga roachclip, bg ashtray, dump that ash tray
Ruthless family, high as can be
Smoke that ？？ psychadelically insane
And gettin higher than a motherfucker
(gettin higher than a motherfucker, down to tha last roach)
As i step through the smoke
Deep from a land broke niggaz dont come to
Straight to indonesia
Chronic fever step off punk we dont need ya
Blaze a blunt to the boogie
And come take a ride on a journey with a real g
Life is easily explained on the level
Of smokin bud with the motherfuckin devil in my imagination
Sup with these thoughts what a fly creation
Indo smoke from the land of g'z
Letting them know they can't handle these
Niggaz, straight from the planet dime
I have come to put funk on your mind
Eazy-e better known as mr. roach clip
So pass the bud cuz we still gettin higher than a motherfucker
(gettin higher than a motherfucker, down to tha last roach)
Now i'm real fucked up yes high as hell
Ring ding ding do i hear some bells
Or am i just trippin
Thinkin about that 4 that i'm dippin
Front, back, side to side
On corners that's how a nigga gotta ride
Dip to the, dip to the back
Bumpin' eazy-e on 8 track
So blaze up a another skunky, funky, dookie, doobie,
So we can get loogied
Up some more, up, up it go
What's my name 'eazy-e' yo
The motherfuckin bud smokin' loc'n
When i'm high as a kite causing ruckus yeah!
Gettin higher than a motherfucker
(gettin higher than a motherfucker, down to tha last roach)
(below is asked to e while music is still playing)
Q： substance
E. mar-a-mutha-fuckn-wana
Q. common slang names
E. pot, grass, dope, weed, homegrown, sinsemilla,
Maui-wowie, thai sticks, joints, roaches, indica,
Concentrated rezi called hash or hashish;
But some niggaz call it bud
Q. active ingrediant
E. tetra hydro cannabinol.. thc
Q. source
E. cannabis sativa
Q. form a callogic classification
E. cns depressive hallucigent
Q. medical use
E. experimental only,oh yeah we still testing...
And don't forget we still gettin higher than a motherfucker
(gettin higher than a motherfucker, down to tha last roach)
6.Still A Nigga
('str8 off tha streetx of compton,dedicated and by most suckas
Hated. but i got something i want you mutha fuckas to know i
Really dont give a fuck,hahaha.')
Niggaz aint shit in the 90's i dont trustem and bitches on my
Dick but they aint shit so mutha fuckem. eazy knows whats up cuz
See he really dont give a fuck cuz it dont concern me if dont
Pertain to money or a nut. but then again i talk to a few of my
Friends 9 times outta 10 bout some endz or some skinz. cuz im
tha
Type of nigga that gotta have it like a rabbit,rappn is my
hustle
Bustn ho's is a habbit.i stab it like a true no good nigga
Should,i do it the way a down og nigga would. and now niggaz
know
Eric wright aint no busta,another platnium cut from tha compton
Thugsta, my name is 'eazy-e'
'eazy mutha fuckn e, a real nigga, born and raised in mutha
fuckn
Compton, this ones dedicated to you busta ass niggaz ,you know
Who you are. smoke a fat ass joint to this bitch!!!hahahah'
I dont think im all this or that but im all me original gangsta
E-a-z-y-e. down from tha jump now im ending with tha bizya,still
Rollin in my 6-4 on them thizangs. do wicked shit,cuz shit is
Wicked on the streetz and from what my eyes see the wickedness
Will never cease. bitches on my dick and ya know im running yall
So ya just sold your soul to tha mutha fuckn devils son in law.
Wicked as could be eazy-e got tha flow.leaving a smell of death
On tha row for sure(or show). and a ho cant make me or break me
But she can take me to a motel and work a niggaz smell.cuz im
'eazy-e'
'yeah,suck on these nutz mutha fucka's, get with tha real and
Quit faking tha funk. and oh yeah,stay off my dick,haha,really
Doe,hahaha'
I let my demons loose when i hit tha 8 juice, and i leave a
trail
Of stiff's when im high off of a spliffs.niggaz talk shit so i
Talk a lot of shit to, niggaz want diss fuck them and their
whole
Crew. in fact nigga thank ya for stocking a niggaz bank up yeah
Im living swell but im gangsta like dresta,no not tha
Doctor,physician,or the md, dresta's an og doc is a phony. only
The real real can chill with me and tha rest cant fuck with e.
Cuz im tha og that'll bring ya down,tha devils son in law king
of
Tha underground. good to go with tha flow that i throw,giving ya
More to let a mutha fucka know. that i can get wreck on tha set
And make ya slow cuz yeah know i aint a joke im a mutha fuckn
loc
And my name is 'eazy-e'
'eazy mutha fuckn e,but you bitches can just call me e.a real
Nigga from tha cpt. kickn ass and asking questions later...oh
Yeah,dont get smoked loc...and im out.....mutha fucka's (echo
Mutha fucka's)'
7.Gimmee That Nutt
Intro：
Cruisin' down tha street in my '64
Verse one：
It's like that and it's like this
I took her to tha pad and we started tah kiss
Now my dick's on hard ya know what i'm thinkin'
Took tha panties off and the pussy wasn't stinkin'
Pulled off my draws and we started to begin
Now tha pussy's wet so my dick slides in
Oh, hiddy hiddy hiddy you hoe
Ridin' from the back so i'm fuckin' kinda slow
So fee fie foe fuck fum
She's scratchin' on my back oh here she comes
Now i gotta get a nutt gotta get a nutt gotta get it quick
Ya know because i love this shit so
Chorus：
Gimmee that, gimmee that, gimmee that nutt
Verse two：
Okay back back to the fuckin' basics
You got yours and mine ya want tah taste it
Open wide oh no don't 'cha waste it
Oh shit all over ya face kid
Ya know ya know one thing
You know me i like to slang
That dick you know what so roll over girl while i stick it in ya
But i'll turn it wild while i'm ridin' that ass scream and shout
My name is the same
Just another pussy that i had tah tame soooooooo
Uh, get it on baby
Uh, get it on baby
Uh, get it on baby (lick my ballz honey)
Verse three：
Now i love pussy (love pussy)
And pussy loves me (pussy loves me)
Like a lemon to the lime and the bubble to the bee
Ya know its real good a nigga can't resist it (it's real good)
Couldn't be a foot loop (can't be a fag) so don't get me twisted
'cuz in some pussy is the place tah be
Always fuckin' is the life for me
Spread them legs open far and wide
Fuck this shit just let me put my dick inside soooooooo
Uh, get it on baby
Uh, get it on baby
Uh, get it on baby (gently put the ballhaaaaa)
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