Real Muthaphukkin G's 歌詞

Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton Real muthaphuckkin' G's Real muthaphuckkin' G's Real muthaphuckkin' G's Real muthaphuckkin' G's 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 See, you's a wannabe 'loc, and you'll get smoked, and I hope That your fans understand when you talk about sprayin' me The same records that you makin' is payin' me Motherfuck Dre, motherfuck Snoop, motherfuck 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 motherfuckin' G's in You're like a kid, you found a pup, and now you're dapper But tell me where the fuck you found an anorexic rapper? Talkin' 'bout who you gon' squabble with and who you shoot You're only sixty pounds when you're wet and wearin' boots (Damn, E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day) But Dre Day only meant Eazy's payday All of a sudden, doctor dre is the 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 tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? Boy, you should have known by now Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? Boy, you should have known by now Every day it's a new rapper, claimin' to be dapper than the Dresta Softer than a bitch, 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 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 niggas 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 fuckin' work? So you never had no bid'ness, so save the drama, jerk! Niggas straight kill me, knowing that they pranksters This is going out to you studio gangstas See, I did dirt, put in work, and many niggas can vouch that So since I got stripes, I got the right to rap about that But niggas like you, I gotta hate ya 'Cause I'm just tired of suburbia niggas Talking about they come from projects Knowing you ain't seen the parts of the streets, G Think you started trying to bang around the time of the peace treaty Wearing khakis and mob while you rhyme Little fag, tried to sag, but you're flooding at the same time And your set don't accept ya Scared to kick it with your homies 'cause you know they don't respect ya So, nigga, please, check nuts before ya step to these Motherfuckin' real G's Well, it's the Knocc Out, definition original baby gangsta Approach me like you hard, motherfucker, I'ma bank ya Shank ya with my fuckin' shank, if I have to Doctor dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin' actors Pranksters, studio gangstas, busters! But this time you're dealin' with some real motherfuckers! G's, nigga, please, don't try to step 'Cause if you do, then a pealed cap is all that would be left See, young niggas like me will break you off something Claiming my city, but, Dre, you ain't from Compton Niggas like y'all is what I call wannabes And ain't shit compared to real motherfuckin' G's Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? I never met an OG who never did shit wrong You tried to diss the Eazy-E, so now, nigga, it's on! You and your Doggy Dogg think that y'all hoggin' shit Both of you bitches can come and suck my Doggy dick! Beating up a bitch don't make you shit, but then again Some niggas think it makes a man Damn, it's a trip how a nigga could switch so quick From wearin' lipstick to smoking on chronic at picnics And now you think you're bigger But to me, you ain't nothing but a bitch-ass nigga That ain't worth a food stamp And at Death Row, I hear you're getting treated like boot camp Gotta follow your sergeant's directions Or get your ass popped with the Smith and Wesson Learn a lesson from the Eaze Stay in your place and don't step to real motherfuckin' G's Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? Boy, you should have known by now Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? Boy, you should have known by now Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? Boy, you should have known by now Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? Boy, you should have known by now Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? Boy, you should have known by now Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? Boy, you should have known by now Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? Boy, you should have known by now Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? Boy, you should have known by now Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless Yo, Dre, what's up? Boy, you should have known by now: Eazy Duz It