eazy - e - still a nigga lyrics
(“str8 off tha streetx of compton,dedicated and by most suckas
hated. but i got something i want you m-th- f-ckas to know i
really dont give a f-ck, hahaha.”)
n-gg-z aint sh-t in the 90’s i dont trustem and b-tches on my
d-ck but they aint sh-t so m-th- f-ckem. eazy knows whats up cuz
see he really dont give a f-ck 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 n-gg- 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 n-gg-
should,i do it the way a down og n-gg- would. and now n-gg-z know
eric wright aint no busta,another platnium cut from tha compton
thugsta, my name is “eazy-e”
“eazy m-th- f-ckn e, a real n-gg-, born and raised in m-th- f-ckn
compton, this ones dedicated to you busta -ss n-gg-z ,you know
who you are. smoke a fat -ss joint to this b-tch!!!hahahah”
i dont think im all this or that but im all me original gangsta
eazye. down from tha jump now im ending with tha bizya,still
rollin in my 6-4 on them thizangs. do wicked sh-t,cuz sh-t is
wicked on the streetz and from what my eyes see the wickedness
will never cease. b-tches on my d-ck and ya know im running yall
so ya just sold your soul to tha m-th- f-ckn 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 n-gg-z smell.cuz im
“eazy-e”
“yeah,suck on these nutz m-th- f-cka’s, get with tha real and
quit faking tha funk. and oh yeah,stay off my d-ck,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.n-gg-z talk sh-t so i
talk a lot of sh-t to, n-gg-z want diss f-ck them and their whole
crew. in fact n-gg- thank ya for stocking a n-gg-z 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 f-ck 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 m-th- f-cka know. that i can get wreck on tha set
and make ya slow cuz yeah know i aint a joke im a m-th- f-ckn loc
and my name is “eazy-e”
“eazy m-th- f-ckn e,but you b-tches can just call me ea real
n-gg- from tha cpt. kickn -ss and asking questions later…oh
yeah,dont get smoked loc…and im out…..m-th- f-cka’s (echo
m-th- f-cka’s)”
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