Lyrics:
These are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck muh'fucker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but
compare crotches, cockless
Taking Tech is too toxic, toss it!
Never will the bosses take losses
Study cautiousness off this shit!
Cause some fans are
are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home.
You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta)
Your man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't
She the queen of the pop off
Can't talk cuz of lock jaw
She the one to make my name
Feel a little less soft now
She the one to take your ears
Off my 9, off my roll
Have a toast
Off of 9, by the hour off payroll
Off the wage, on the wave
How it goes
Stream sales don't mean nothing
But a post
that heat
Hectic battles got you stressed
Heart beats stronger under that vest
Line up soldiers ready for rest
Tell us how it is get that off your chest
ya six feet
I heard the cops killed you last week
You got shot tryin to take the phone off the seat
Rest in peace, I know it's better when your eyes
be matching my kicks
my jump off might hit my dance on that bitch
yeah we outside and we thick.
We just might smoke down your block.
We might bust
Your favorite rapper could never
Shit... Bars
I will not take any shit from you haters
I'm done with these hoes, and I'm done with these traitors
I
getting madder
If I feel threatened, I'mma go and get a ladder
And climb up your chest, nigga, motherfuck your vest, nigga
Motherfuck your couch, I'm
say - oh
Hope he feel as strong as my pohah do
With you by my side its like I'm drunk off booze
If you be my man only my man I wouldn't mind
that's where all of my people rest
I can't take the stress, I'm fin to send it through somebody chest
That's why I walk around pissed off, strapped with
that's where all of my people rest
I can't take the stress, I'm fin to send it through somebody chest
That's why I walk around pissed off, strapped with
guard your grill if you try to catch wreck
Smack the back of your neck, and take your YouthCore check
I make more dough than Gregory Peck
Got my tooly cocked
Let the 50 cal dig her down
Niggas know I pay a few bills
Your work stepped on, I got my vest on
Mufuckas already knowing what it
with your bitch tryna mingle
Riches, Puerto Rico, Francisco, bring 'em in through Haiti
Coast guard easier to pay off
We ain't playin' games and ain't
"please take me home"
Before the next song, come on dawg, we gone
Off to the hotel, motel, the Holiday Inn
She said "if I knew you worked the cat from
a ladder (Grrt)
And climb up your chest, nigga
Motherfuck your vest, nigga
Motherfuck your couch, I'm with
Khaled, the best, nigga
Ever since a nigga hit
mum's house, now, they're invadin' my business
While I'm still gettin' chased by these dirty little girls that never had a job
And think they're worth
a little, try not to shout much
Be easy, my first instinct is to get real greezy
I'll leave your torso full of hoes and breezy
I'm supersized, ain't no way
compare crotches, cockless
Taking tech is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses take losses
Study cautiousness off this shit
'Cause some fans are
don't fight
My name is Eazy-E
You're mothafuckin' right
They must to thought I was a busta
Wearin' your bullet-proof vest
So what's next?
I got my nine
and bigger dimes
Jobs and drug wars
Living by gun law
Jailcats come home and want to take yours
As the young one, growing up broke me and my people
and bigger dimes
Jobs and drug wars
Living by gun law
Jailcats come home and want to take yours
As the young one, growing up broke me and my people
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