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eazy e - real compton city g's (video edit) lyrics

featuring b.g. knocc out & dresta

[intro: loud booming voice that echoes]
comp-ton. comp-ton. comp-ton

[quiet voice that whispers]
real compton city g’s…
real compton city g’s…
real compton city g’s…

[verse one: eazy-e]
hey yo doctor, here’s another proper track
and it’s phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
and let that real sh-t provoke
so youse a wannabe ‘loc, and you’ll get smoked, and i hope
that your fans understand when you talk about playin me
the same records that you makin is payin me
motherf-ck dre, motherf-ck snoop, motherf-ck death row
yo, and here comes my left blow
cause i’m the e-a-z-y-e and, this is the season
to let the real compton city g’s in
you’re like a kid you found a pup and now you’re dapper
but tell me where the f-ck ya found a anorexic rapper?
talkin about who you gon squabble with and who you shoot
you’re only 60 pounds when you’re wet and wearin boots
(d-mn e, they tried to fade you on “dre day”)
but “dre day” only make eazy’s pay day
all of a sudden dr. dre is the “g thang”
but on his old alb-m cover he was a she thang
so n-gg- please, n-gg- please, don’t step to deez
motherf-ckin real compton city g’s!

“yo dre, what’s up?” {-bang-}
“boy you should have known by now.”
“yo dre, what’s up?” {-bang-}
“boy you should have known by now.”

[verse two: dresta]
everyday it’s a new rapper, claimin to be dapper than the dresta
softer than a b-tch, but portray the role of gangsta
ain’t broke a law in your life
yet every time you rap you yap about the guns and knife
just take a good look at the, n-gg- and you’ll capture
the fact that the b-st-rd, is simply just an actor
who mastered the bang and the slang and the mental
of n-gg-z in compton, watts, and south central
never ever once have you ran with the turf
but yet in every verse claim you used to do the dirt
but tell me who’s a witness, to your f-ckin work
so you never had no bi’ness, so save the drama jerk
n-gg-z straight kill me, knowin that they pranksters
this is going out to you studio gangstas
see i did dirt, put in work, and many n-gg-z can vouch that
so since i got stripes, i got the right to rap about that!
but n-gg-z like you, i gotta hate ya
cause i’m just tired of suburbian n-gg-z talkin about they come from projects
knowin, you ain’t seen the parts of the streets g
think you started tryin to bang around the time of the peace treaty
wearin khakis and mob while you rhyme
little f-g, tried to sag, but you’re floodin at the same, time
and your set don’t accept ya
scared to kick it with your homies cuz you know they don’t respect ya
so n-gg- please, check nuts before ya step to deez
motherf-ckin real g’s

[verse three: b.g. knocc out]
welllllllll. it’s the knocc out, definition orginal baby gangsta
approach me like you hard, motherf-cker i’ma bank ya
shank ya, with my f-ckin shank, if i haveta
dr. dre and snoop doggy dogg are f-ckin actors
pranksters, studio gangstas, busters
but this time you’re dealin with some real motherf-ckers
g’s, n-gg- please, don’t try to step
cause if you do, then a pealed cap is all that would be left
see young n-gg-z like me, will break ya off somthin
claimin my city, but dre you ain’t from compton
n-gg-z like y’all is what i call wannabeez
and ain’t sh-t compared to real compton city g’s

“yo dre, what’s up?” {-bang-}

[verse four: eazy-e]
i never met a o.g., who never did sh-t wrong
you tried to diss the eazy-e, so now n-gg- it’s on
you and your doggy dogg, think that y’all hoggin sh-t
both of you b-tches, can come and suck my doggy d-ck
beatin up a b-tch don’t make you sh-t, but then again
some n-gg-z think it makes a man
d-mn it’s a trip how a n-gg- could switch so quick
from wearin lipstick, to smokin on chronic at pic-nics
and now you think you’re bigger
but to me you ain’t nothin but a b-tch–ss n-gg-
that ain’t worth a food stamp
and at death row, i hear you’re gettin treated like boot camp
gotta follow your sergeant’s directions
or get your -ss pumped with a smith & wesson
learn a lesson from the e’s
stay in your place and don’t step to real compton city g’s!

[repeat 5x]
“yo dre, what’s up?” {-bang-}
“boy you should have known by now.”
“yo dre, what’s up?” {-bang-}
“boy you should have known by now.”

“yo dre, what’s up?” {-bang-}
“boy you should have known by now; eazy-duz-it”

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