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F***in yeah.
Eazy E, just made the cut for tonight's preparty music. Well done Sequ
woke up quick
at about noon
just thought
that i had to be
in compton soon.
I gotta get drunk
before the day begins
'fore my mother starts
in' about my friends
about to go and
damn near went blind.
young s on the block
throwin' up gang signs
went in the house
to get the clip
with a mac10
at the side a' my hip
I bailed outside
and I pointed my weapon
an' just as I thought the
fools kept steppin'
jumped in the fo'
hit the juice on my ride
I got front and back.
side to side
Then I let the alpine play
I was pumping new by NWA
It was "gansta ganster"
at the top of the list.
and I played my own
it went something like this
Cruisin' down the street
in my 6-fo
Jockin' the es
slappin' the hos
I went to the park
to get the scoop
My Uncle's out there
cold shooting some hoops
a car pulls up
who can it be
a fresh el camino
rolling kilo-g
he rolls down the window
and he starts to say
its all about making that gta
Cause the boyz in the hood
are always hard.
come talkn' that trash
and we'll pull your card
knowin' nothin in life
but to be legit
don't quote me boy
I ain't said
Bored as
and I wanna get ill
so I go to a place
where my homeboys chill
fellas out there
trying to make that dolla'
I pulled up in a 6-fo impala
greeted with a forty
and I start drinkin'
and from the eight ball
my breath starts stinkin'
I gotta get my girl
to rock that body
before I left I hit the bacardi
Pulled to the house
get her out of the pad and
the said something
to make me mad
she said something
that I couldn't believe
so I grabbed that stupid
by her nappy ass weave
started talkin'
wouldn't you know
I reached back like a pimp
and I slapped the ho
her father stood up
and he started to shout
so I threw a right cross and
knocked his old ass out
Cause the boyz in the hood
are always hard.
come talkin' that trash
and we'll pull your card
knowin' nothin in life
but to be legit
don't quote me boy
I ain't said
Punk ass trippin'
in the dead of night
homey scored a ki
he's gonna fly
punk ass fly.
(spoken)They rippin' of everybody man.
F***in yeah.
Eazy E, just made the cut for tonight's preparty music. Well done Sequ
That's the remix from Eazy-Duz-It
It's knuckleheads, not his uncle out there cold shootin some hoops
Nice.
Good stuff.
Blast from the past.
Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper track
and it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
and let that real provoke, so you's a wanna be 'loc
and you'll get smoked and i hope that yer fans understand
when ya talk about sprayin me, the same records that ya
makin' is payin me
Motherf**k Dre
Motherf**k Snoop
Motherf**k Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
''cause i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
to let the Real motherf**kin G's in, ya like a kid ya
found a pup and now yer dapper, but tell me where the
f**k 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 please, please don't step to deez
motherf**kin' Real G's
(Chorus)stomp him in his track
and showing that i'm ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
now everyday it a new rapper, claimin to be dapper then
the Dresta, smoother then a 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 , and you'll capture the fact, that the bas is
simply just an actor, who mastered the bang and the slang
and the Mental, of z 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 f**kin work, so ya never had no buiness, so
save the drama jerk, z straight kill me
knowin that they pranksters, this is going out to
you studio gangsters,see i did dirt, i did work, so
many z can vouch that, so since i got stripes
i got the right to rap about that, but z like you
i gotta hate ya, i'm tired of Suburbian z 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
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
''cause ya know they don't respect ya, So please check
nuts before ya step to deez, motherf**kin Real G's
Verse Three
Well, it the Knock Out, definition orginal baby gangster
approach me like you hard, motherf**ker i'ma bank ya
shank ya, with my f**kin shank, if i havta
Dr Dre an Snoop Dogy Dogg are f**kin actors
pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
but this time yer dealin with some real motherf**kers
G's, please, don't try to step
because if ya do, and a pilled cap is all that would be left
see, young z like me, will break ya off somthin,
claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
z like ya'll is what i call Wanna be's it aint compared
to Real Motherf**kin' G's
(chorus)stomp him in his track
and show him that i'm ruthless
Yo Dre, What's up? *bang*
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*(2x's)
I never met an OG who never did wrong
ya tried to dis the Eazy-E so now it's on you
and ya Doggy Dogg, think yer all honk and
both of you es, can come and suck my Doggy's
beatin a don't make ya , but then agian some z
think it makes a man, Damn it's a trip
how a 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 ass
who ain't worth a food stamp, and 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 motherf**kin 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
Damn, that is weak.
Here's the original version of the song, which appeared on the 1987 album N.W.A. & The Posse
I'm familiar with the original, but think the cover is amusing.
This actually is the Dynamite Hack version.
Growing up I loved Eazy. Damn near cried the day I heard he died. They just don't make rap like that anymore...
Loved E
This is a wicked ass remix and video.
yes! First rap song I heard was No more ???
it's about as amusing as seinfeld doing a stand up routine in iran. no need to add to the original. thanks for playing, but no thanks.
Hey yo EZ! Why don't you come up off the piano for a minute, man, and bust this crazy ?
Dynamite Hack.
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