Intro |
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Real muthaphuckkin G's... |
Real muthaphuckkin G's... |
Real Muthaphuckkin G's... |
Verse One |
Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper track |
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 |
Motherfu*kDre |
Motherfu*kSnoop |
Motherfu*kDeath Row |
Yo, and here comes my 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 |
fu*kya found an anerexic 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 |
Stop him in his track, show him that i am Ruthlles |
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang* |
Stop him in his track, show him that i am Ruthlles |
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang* |
verse 2:Gangsta Dresta |
Everyday it's a new 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 |
at 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, but 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 just 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 kackis and ya mob while ya ryhme, little fag |
tried to sag, but ya gettin flooded at the same time, |
and ya set don't accept ya, ya scared to kick 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:B.G. Knocc Out |
Well, it's the Knocc Out, definition orginal baby gangster |
approach me like you hard, motherfucker I'ma bank ya |
shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if I havta |
Dr Dre and Snoop Doggy 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, then a pilled cap is all that would be left |
see young Niggaz like me, will break ya off somethin, |
claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton |
Niggaz like ya'll is what I call wannabe's it aint shit compared |
to Real Motherfuckin' G's |
Stop him in his track, show him that i am Ruthlles |
Yo Dre, What's up? *bang* |
Stop him in his track, show him that i am Ruthlles |
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang* |
Eazy-E: |
I never met an OG who never did shit wrong |
ya tried to diss 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 up 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 |
that ain't worth a food stamp, and at |
Death Row, I hear yer gettin treated like Boot camp |
gotta follow yer sargents 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 |
Stop him in his track, show him that i am Ruthlles |
Yo Dre, What's up? *bang* |
Boy ya should have known by now.. |
Stop him in his track, show him that i am Ruthlles |
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang* |
Boy ya should have known by now... |
Stop him in his track, show him that i am Ruthlles |
Yo Dre (what's up?) *bang* |
Boy ya should have known by now, Eazy duz it.... |
Letras de canciones >> e >> Eazy-E
Disco: "Eternal E"
Estilo: Pop Rock Playlist Eazy-E
![]() | Estamos Escuchando Real Muthaphuckkin G's de Eazy-E con letra en este video de música online con en el video clip con estilo Pop Rock y editado en (1995) e incluido en el disco ''Eternal E''. El tema "Only If You Want It" es el mas escuchado del CD donde puedes ver su letra y las canciones Top "Real Muthaphuckkin G's (featuring B.G. Knocc Out & Dresta)" ,"It's On" ,"Only If You Want It" ,"The Muthaphukkin' Real (featuring M.C. Ren)" ,. |