Lyrics:
wit' tha Layzie, lil' Eazy, my mentor.
Keep in, handin' over tha shoes, I go walkin' in,
And, baby, had to go, die, bye bye,
Wit' tha cruel world,
this on there
All you motherfuckin' haters out there can suck my motherfuckin' dick
And we still smokin' what
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
For the nigga who
this on there
All you motherfuckin' haters out there can suck my motherfuckin' dick
And we still smokin' what
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
For the nigga who
right
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout! Uh ok?
That's it - end of story great bye!
Hey man, what's your problem?
What's my problem?
I don't like the way that
talkin' 'bout cats in the worst way
Nigga, put it on my birth 'til my hurse lay, right
Nigga, know about Illuminati and they new world order
Nigga, Mo
industry you can't have anarchy
Cause everyone wants their name on the Biz Markie
Yo, some are long gone, where the gunshots cease
Eazy-E, 2Pac & Biggie
b-e-ts on me
I do it easy like Eazy E
No homies to bleed for me
I preach my speech
And speak my piece
And when I cease
At least I be
The hard e-s-t
When I
Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no
on the first on the month, 'cause it's than the blunt
Why would you compete to be doomed
Now you gon' see Eazy-E soon
Feel the boom of the reprecussion,
ah drop in twos
Mo's Fools do nothin and I tasts my turnin
And passin it out wit tha Layzie lil' Eazy, my mentor
Keep in, handin over tha shoes, I go
talkin' 'bout cats in the worst way
Nigga, put it on my birth 'til my hurse lay, right
Nigga, know about Illuminati and they new world order
Nigga, Mo
talkin' 'bout Mingo
My niggas still finna play with the gadgets
If you talkin' down then we slide with the ratchet
S-S-Santana stay with a Lil Uzi,
the verses]
Even though what we do is wrong...
We still hustle 'til the sun come up
Crack a 40 when the sun go down
It's a cold winter
Y'all niggaz
listening to the beat I feel like Eazy-E
I'm ready to blow
I got some heat
If you ain't sliming out for real then you can't roll wit me
I know some niggas
It was dark while I walked headphones blasting Eazy E
Met her a bit further along it was like a movie
Nothing I'd seen
I looked into her eyes green
I'm the nigga dumpin', tell 'em lovely
All the way from the Clair to the PO and down '71
We on to the C.O. and fuckin' with the be-O-N-E
Hit the floor
Gold Jesus piece, wit stones that shine like the ghost of Eazy-E, and you can try and snatch my chain if you think your a stunt man, I'll put you in hard
to the Feds, they ain't post that riiiggght?
I'm Eazy'E with the flame thrower
Disowned by my Mom's, a Cocaine grower
I'm on the box of Arm & Hammer though
(Soulo) , but Top Dawg is a army
Flow AT and T nigga 4 g's
Might be the hip hop Bob Marley
Taking shots at politicians while I roll weed
Easily Eazy-E
Cus I'm just a man what?, or am I a man?
A man with no plan
A plan that began
Began but I ran
Ran to Japan (arigato)
Eazy like E
Straight outta Iceland,
that's cbd
Shout out wizz play to win dark shades eazy e
Can't lose cmb about to blow tnt
Merry thotmas
You talk too many niggas why you mad that you
u papi, gotta have it
The way u lickin ur lips u got a habit
I said mami, I know u want me
I see ur lips downstairs, I hear em talkin
It says I'm
fucking with my flow
I ain't talkin' coke, but imma let it blow
C-Double O-K-I-E D-O-U-G-H
Pulled up with my own bottle
I ain't never been no cheapskate
E and Three
He like Dr. Dre I'm like Eazy E
My choppa go bang like Chief Keef
Mixing za with lean that's my recipe
Aye this not school don't test me
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