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spice 1 - studio gangstas lyrics

[intro: +rs+nio hall & eazy+e]
could i ask you a question about you personally?
is there a misconception about eazy+e that you would like
to look into the camera, and clear up?
’cause we hear so much, we see so much
what would you like to say about eazy?
let me see
first of all, i want to start of with uh…
those studio gangsters out there
that been talk+
no, no, wait, wait
what’s the, what’s the, i+i just
i just want to define it for, middle america
a studio gangster
it’s somebody that’s not real, they go in the studio
and all the sudden become hard, when they used to do daaance music
+audience applauds+
okay
i tell you bout it a little later though
okay, okay
but don’t believe nothin’ they say anyway
talking ’bout i ganked him for whatever, and all that so
don’t ever believe everything you hear
yeah, okay
compton, compton, compton, compton
g’s, n+gga please, g+g+g+g’s n+gga please
please, n+gga please, please, n+gga please
this is going out to you studio gangstas
please, n+gga please
this is going out to you studio gangstas
[verse 1: spice 1]
you n+ggas get up in the studio and all wanna’ be g’s (g’s)
but you talkin’ ’bout some sh+t that you’ve seen on tv (tv)
you watch to movies (movies) false sense of reality
i dissected your game, and b+tch n+gga was my +n+logy
think it’s a game (game) you bullsh+ttin’? (sh+ttin)
you gon’ learn today though, m+a+make me grow them braids back and pull out the k
have yo’ ass outlined in chalk, maaf+cka
sh+t you ain’t from the streets that’s why they made sidewalks
’cause you don’t walk it how you talk it, with all that gun talk
you be beefin’ with suckas but we sum real muf+ckas
when the prices go up, and it’s a muaf+ckin drought (droouught)
you be the first n+gga duckin’ slugs runnin’ his mouth
studio gangsta (gangsta) you just a gangsta on the microphone (phone)
but you b+tch ass n+ggas better leave spice alone
you n+ggas lucky that i’m rappin too n+gga, cause if it watn’t for this rappin’
i’d be jackin’ you n+ggas (jackin you n+ggas)
blaow!

[chorus]
w+ngstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin’ with some real m+th+f+ckas
w+ngstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin’ with some real m+th+f+ckas
w+ngstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin’ with some real m+th+f+ckas
g’s, n+gga please, g+g+g+g’s n+gga please
plea+plea+plea+
[verse 2: lil eazy e]
little e, i’m the creation of a gangster
known to get down from the shoulder
stay in your lane cuzz
never catch us mingling with snitches and bustas
might pop or cut ya, we don’t trust ya
sucka thought he was fly, he had his b+tch with him
straight out p+ssy, i let this fo+fifth rid him
dump him off, then i cruise back to the city
ain’t nothin’ pretty in the city with no pity
head on a swivel, can’t play monkey in the middle
you ain’t f+ckin’ with a joker, miss me with them riddles
taught well straight up since i was little
f+ck a studio gangsta, right there’s the issue
real n+ggas f+ck with real ones, you know the plan
all ‘n’ together, that’s how we expand
f+ck a snitch who gon’ tell it all from the stands
pops told them all, rubber n+ggas still don’t understand

[chorus: mc eiht]
w+ngstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin’ with some real m+th+f+ckas (chea)
w+ngstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin’ with some real m+th+f+ckas (chea)
w+ngstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin’ with some real m+th+f+ckas (chea)
g’s, n+gga please, g+g+g+g’s n+gga please (blue stamp official, we keep it [?])
plea+ple+ple+plea

[verse 3: mc eiht]
n+ggas are five from ones and army guns
drive+by’s through your turf, screaming f+ck the ones (f+ck the ones)
what does it all mean? n+ggas in tight pants (tight pants)
chea, i’m o.g. loc, gangstas don’t dance (we don’t dance)
the hood took me under, no wonder you n+ggas weak (weak)
f+ck a rap beef, n+gga yeah the k can speak
i’m a boy in the hood, so the title is ruthless
you a studio punk, y’all hood is useless (useless)
you ain’t seen no streets, only tales and stories (tales and stories)
if they bury me a g, homies find ’em for me (find ’em for me)
you bad on yo instagram, you get touched real quick when the pistol blam
we don’t… f+ck who you clowns know
you best keep ya beef in the studio
who give’s a f+ck who you clowns know (don’t give a f+ck)
shots rang out, best hit the flo’

[verse 4: nawfside outlaw]
studio gangstas,(hahaha) laughin’ at your videos (hahaha)
who these fruity pebble rappers lookin’ like some silly ho’s (yeah)
he gangsta one minute (oh) pimpin in the next (wow)
man they doin’ anythang to get a check (but he a good ho)
working on the stroll, might as well be on the stripper pole
fruity ass rapper sold his soul and his booty hole (and his booty hole)
for a few crumbs, roachin’ n+ggas lookin’ dumb (dumb)
all you stupid rappers better run (n+gga f+ck you)
(run)
[verse 5: spice 1]
studio gangstas (gangstas) who do y’all bang with? (bang with)
crips, bloods, g.d.’s (g.d.’s), what set you be claimin’? (claimin’)
n+gga who you hang wit’? (hang wit’) where the f+ck your hood at? (hood at)
n+gga you ain’t got no hood, get treated like a hood rat (hood rat)
b+tch n+gga twerkin’ like he givin’ up the puttycat (puttycat)
girls at his shows (show), but he don’t want the kitty though
and if you think he rappin’ to b+tches then you really slow (really slow)
haha shiet then n+gga, n+gga you really slow

[outro]
please, n+gga please
this is going out to you studio gangstas
please, n+gga please
this is going out to you studio gangstas
compton, compton, compton, compton
please, n+gga please
compton, compton, compton, compton
this is going out to you studio gangstas
compton, compton, compton, compton
please, n+gga please
compton, compton, compton, compton
this is going out to you studio gangstas

- spice 1 lyrics

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