Lyrics:
See, my momma...she was wrong when I was born
That a nigga like E should'a never been born
Too late, big mistake in '72
It's '92, now the year of code
give a fuck I keep it gangsta y'all
I'ma ride for my side in the C.P.T.
God bless the memory of Eazy-E
If it wadn't for me where the fuck you'd be?
thanks to why'all
And i don't give a fuck i keep it gangsta why'all
I'ma ride for my side in the c.p.t.
God bless the memory of eazy-e
If it wadn't for
sleazy b
Blood I'm old school like eazy e
Moving slight phoney he'll stumble and fry
If he seems untrue then maybe he'll die
If he seems untrue then maybe
the south on the map like Eazy-E did Compton
Hoo-ride with these gangbangers (gangbangers)
No Limit Soldiers, mercenary killas keep one up in the chamber
know niggas been here since we was runnin around with Eazy-E
They was like who was these little niggas talking all
of this shit from the Cleveland
repeat
When I see these street shockin'
Easy if it need be then I just eat beats
And I'm Eazy-E, Compton
I eat meat like I'm EBT shopping
Credit Card
like my therapy
From B-I-G and Paris B, Three Times Dope, and some we'll never see and PRT
N.W.A and Eazy-E, and D-R-E was like my GPS
Without him, I
from the B A Y A R E A
Where u can find side shows in east bay
We got G-eazy, E-40 and Mac Dre
Cruisin in the city that's all we gon play
I'm from the B
Pussy nigga don't you speak to me
They killed my bro Pistol Pete, Rest in Peace
Pull in the six four, no Eazy E
Money over bitches, MOB
Cookies punching
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
boogie
The gangsta boogie, nigga, nigga, nigga I'm from (Compton)
Nigga I smoke chronic, ain't shit changed
Since Young MC and Eazy-E was rapping "We
mourn falling stars
They still living all hard (We still here)
Now of course this was
Inspired by 2Pac Shakur
Eazy-E, still here (still here)
My man
blew up, I'd be in the Aftermath
Bumpin' gangsta rap shit, down to blast for cash
'Cause from Eazy-E, to DOC, to DPG
Started from that SOB, DRE
Like
blew up, I'd be in the Aftermath
Bumpin' gangsta rap shit, down to blast for cash
'Cause from Eazy-E, to DOC, to DPG
Started from that SOB, DRE
Like
it
Then what you waitin' for?
Clicquot by the caseload
Ice buckets where they place those
Blowin' pesos, I don't chase hoes
If she's down she'll say
on that lowrider bike pedallin
Somebody tell Eazy they still yellin it
I'm wit'cha homey Doc Dre on the television
While these niggas movin peanuts like
don't fuck with them
Cruising down the street in my 64 this ain't no Eazy-E
Tell me why the world so cold a nigga gotta heat the seats
Niggas probably
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
Just in 1-2, 1-2
Right about now Eazy-E and Dr
Dre is in the motherfucking
Hoooooouuuuuuuuuuuse
Times are getting crazy
It's really hard to choose
and cop that
I'll show you where the rock at
Show you where Eazy E and Dr. Dre get shop at
Same place Ronnie King got beat by the cops at;
That was '92,
money, just the G in me
So when you see the block click yeah you see the streets
They the NWA to my Eazy E, hold up
You see we're flexing through cleaner
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
Them boys from the hood are always hard
Coming talking that trash, we'll pull your card
We on that Eazy and Ice Cube shit
Always keep it gangsta
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