Eazy-E: huhtikuuta 2016

Lyrics

"Boyz-N-The-Hood"

[Laughs]
"Aiyo, Man You Remember That Shit Eazy Did A While Back
Muthafuckaz Said Wasnt Gonna Work (That Crazy Shit)
Stupid Shit Man, Aiyo Eazy
Why Dont You Come Out From The Piano
And Bust This Crazy Shit"

Woke Up Quick, At About Noon

Jus' Thought That I Had To Be In Compton Soon

I Gotta Get Drunk Before The Day Begins

Before My Mother Starts Bitchin About Ma Friends

About To Go And Damn Near Went Blind

Young Niggaz At The Path Throwin Up Gang Signs

Ran In The House, And Grabbed Ma Clip

Wit The Mack 10 On The Side Of Ma Hip

Bailed Outside And Pointed Ma Weapon

Just As I Thought The Fools Kept Steppin

Jumped In The Fo' Hit The Juice On Ma Ride

I Got Front Back, And Side To Side

Then I Let The Alpine Play (Play)

Pumpin New Shit By Nwa

It Was Gangsta Gangsta At The Top Of The List

Then I Played My Own Shit And It Went Somethin' Like This

Cruisin Down The Street In My Six-Fo''

Jockin The Bitches, Slappin The Hoes

Went To The Park To Get The Scoop

Knuckleheads Out There Cold, Shootin Some Hoops

A Car Pulls Up, Who Can It Be

A Fresh El Camino Rollin Kilo G

He Rolled Down His Window And He Started To Say

Its All About Makin That G.T.A.

[Chorus:]

Coz The Boys In The Hood Are Always Hard

You Come Talkin That Trash, We'll Pull Ya Card

Knowin' Nutin In Life But To Be Legit'

Dont Quote Me Boy Coz I Aint Said Shit

[Scratches] Yo Man

"Get The Fuck Out"

[Scratches] Pump That Beat

"Muthafucka, Say What"

Down On B's Is The Place To Give Me The Pace

He Said Ma Man J.D. Is On Freebase

The Boy J.D. Was A Friend Of Mine

'till I Caught Him In My Car Tryin To Steal The Alpine

Chased Him Down The Street To Call A Truce

The Silly Muthafucka Pulls Out A Deuce Deuce

Little Did He Know I Had A Loaded 12 Guage

One Sucker Dead, L.A. Times Front Page

[Chorus:]

Coz The Boys In The Hood Are Always Hard

You Come Talkin That Trash, Well Pull Ya Card

Knowin' Nutin In Life But To Be Legit'

Dont Quote Me Boy Coz I Aint Said Shit

[Scratches] "Yo Leroy"

[Scratches] "Beer Drinkin Breath Stinkin Sniffin Glue"

Bored As Hell And I Wanna Get Ill

So I Went To A Spot Where Ma Homeboys Chill

The Fellas Out There Makin Dat Dollar

I Pulled Up In Ma 6 Fo' Impala

They Greet Me Wit A 40 And I Start Drinkin

And From The 8 Ball, My Breath Starts Stinkin

Left To Get Ma Girl To Rock That Body
Before I Left, I Hit The Bac-Ardi
Went To Her House To Get Her Out Of The Pad
Dumb Hoe Said Somethin That Made Me Mad
She Said Somethin That I Couldnt Believe
So I Grabbed The Stupid Bitch By Her Nappy-Ass Weave
She Started Talkin Shit, Wouldnt You Know
Reached Back Like A Pimp, Slapped The Hoe
Her Father Jumped Up And He Started To Shout
So I Threw A Right Cross And Knocked His Old-Ass Out

[Chorus:]
Coz The Boys In The Hood Are Always Hard
You Come Talkin That Trash, Well Pull Ya Card
Knowin' Nutin In Life But To Be Legit'
Dont Quote Me Boy Coz I Aint Said Shit

[Scratches] "Who Do U Think You Are Mr. Big Stuff"
[Scratches] "Rock This Muthafucka Like The Hard 3 Tha Hard Way"

I'm Rollin Hard, Now Under Control
Then Wrapped The 6 Fo' Round A Telephone Pole
I Looked At Ma Car And I Said "Oh Brother"
I'll Throw It In The Gutter And Go Buy Another
Walkin Home And I Seen The G Ride
Now Cat Is Drivin, Kilo On The Side
As They Busted A U, They Got Pulled Over
A Undercover Cop In A Dark Green Nova
Cat Got Beat For Resistin Arrest
He Socked A Pig In The Head For Rippin His Guess
Now G Is Caught, For Doin The Crime
Fourth Offense On The Boy, He'll Do Some Time

[Chorus:]
Coz The Boys In The Hood Are Always Hard
You Come Talkin That Trash, Well Pull Ya Card
Knowin Nutin In Life But To Be Legit'
Dont Quote Me Boy Coz I Aint Said Shit

[Scratches] L.A. Playa
[Scratches] Big Drum Beater

I Went To Get Them Out But There Was No Bail
The Fellas Caused A Riot In The County Jail
Two Days Later In Municipal Court
Kilo G On Trial Cold Cut A Fart
Obstruction Of The Court Said The Judge
On A Six Year Sentence, Ma Man Didnt Budge
Baliff Came Over To Turn Him In
Kilo G Looked Up And Gave A Grin
He Yelled Out Fire, Then Came Suzie
The Bitch Came In With A Sub-Machine Uzi
Police Shot The Bitch But They Didnt Hurt Her
Both Upstate For Attempted Murder

[Chorus:]
Coz The Boys In The Hood Are Always Hard
You Come Talkin That Trash, Well Pull Ya Card
Knowin Nutin In Life But To Be Legit'
Dont Quote Me Boy Coz I Aint Said Shit

[Scratches]
"Yeah, I Kicked A Little Ass
But That Was A Blast From The Past Muthafucka
[Scratches] "Get Busy Ya Ya Ya Yall

Source: http://www.allmusic.com/song/boyz-in-tha-hood-mt0028110543

"Real Muthaphuckkin G's"

[Intro]
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Comp-ton

Real motherfucking G's...
Real motherfucking G's...
Real motherfucking G's...

[Verse One]
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 wanna be 'loc
and you'll get smoked and I hope that your fans understand
when you talk about spraying me, the same records that you makin' is paying 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 motherfucking G's in, you like a kid
you found a pup and now your dapper,
but tell me where the fuck you found an anorexic rapper
talking 'bout who you go squabble with and who you shoot
you're only 60 pounds when you're wet and wearing boots
damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only met Eazy's pay day
all of a sudden Dr. Dre is a G thing,
but on his old album cover he was a she thing
so nigga please, nigga please don't step to these motherfuckin' real G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up? [bang] Boy you should've known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up? [bang] Boy you should've known by now

Now every day it's a new rapper, claiming to be dapper then the Dresta,
smoother then a bitch but portray the role of gangster,
ain't broke a law in your life, yet every time you rap
you rap about the guns and knives, 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,
yet in every verse you claim you used to do the dirt,
but tell me who's a witness to your fucking work,
so you never had no business,
so save the drama jerk,
niggas straight kill me knowing that they pranksters,
this is going out to your studio gangsters,
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 you, 'cause I'm just tired of Suburbian Niggas
talking about they coming from projects
knowing you ain't seen the parts of the streets G
think you trying bang around the time of the peace treaty
wearing khakis and you mob while you rhyme, little fag tried to sag,
but you're flooding at the same time,
and you set don't accept you, so you scared to kick it with your homies
'cause you know they don't respect you,
So nigga please check nuts before you step to these, motherfucking real G's

[Verse Three]
Well, it the Knocc Out, definition original baby gangster
approach me like you hard, motherfucker I'm gonna bank you
shank you, with my fucking shank, if I have to
Dr. Dre an Snoop Doggy Dogg are fucking actors
pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
but this time you're dealing with some real motherfuckers
G's, nigga please, don't try to step
because if you do, and I pill 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 you all is what I call wannabe's
it 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? [bang]
boy ya should've know by now
Stop him in his tracks, Show him I'm ruthless!
Yo Dre, what's up? [bang]

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 your all honk and shit
both of you bitches, can come and suck my Doggy dick
beating 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 wearing lipstick
to smoking on Chronic at picnics, and now you think your bigger
but to me you ain't nothing but a bitch ass Nigga
who ain't worth a food stamp, but at
Death Row, I hear your getting treated like Boot camp
gotta follow your sergeant's directions, or get your ass
pumped with a Smith and Wesson, learn a lesson from the E
Stay in your place and don't step to Real motherfucking G's

Stop him in his tracks, Show him I'm ruthless!
Yo Dre, what's up? [bang]
boy you should have known by now..
Stop him in his tracks, Show him I'm ruthless!
Yo Dre (what's up?) [Bang]
Boy you should have known by now...

Stop him in his tracks, show him I'm ruthless!
Yo Dre (what's up?) [bang]
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it....

Source: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/eazye/realmuthaphuckkings.html

"Straight Outta Compton"

You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge

[Verse One: Ice Cube]

Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube
From the gang called Niggaz With Attitudes
When I'm called off, I got a sawed off
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if ya fuck with me
The police are gonna hafta come and get me
Off yo ass, that's how I'm goin out
For the punk motherfuckers that's showin out
Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble
Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo
Goin off on a motherfucker like that
with a gat that's pointed at yo ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap to keep yo dancin
with a crime record like Charles Manson
AK-47 is the tool
Don't make me act the motherfuckin fool
Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe
I'm knockin niggaz out tha box, daily
yo weekly, monthly and yearly
until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly
that I'm down with the capital C-P-T
Boy you can't fuck with me
So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck
Coz Ice Cube is crazy as fuck
As I leave, believe I'm stompin
but when I come back, boy, I'm comin straight outta Compton

[Chorus:]

(City of Compton, City of Compton)

[Eazy E] Yo Ren
[MC Ren] Whassup?
[Eazy E] Tell em where you from!

[Verse Two: MC Ren]

Straight outta Compton, another crazy ass nigga
More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger
I'm a bad motherfucker and you know this
But the pussy ass niggaz don't show this
But I don't give a fuck, I'ma make my snaps
If not from the records, from jackin the crops
Just like burglary, the definition is 'jackin'
And when illegally armed it's called 'packin'
Shoot a motherfucker in a minute
I find a good piece o' pussy, I go up in it
So if you're at a show in the front row
I'm a call you a bitch or dirty-ass ho
You'll probably get mad like a bitch is supposed to
But that shows me, slut, you're composed to
a crazy muthafucker from tha street
Attitude legit cause I'm tearin up shit
MC Ren controls the automatic
For any dumb muthafucker that starts static
Not the right hand cause I'm the hand itself
every time I pull a AK off the shelf
The security is maximum and that's a law
R-E-N spells Ren but I'm raw
See, coz I'm the motherfuckin villain
The definition is clear, you're the witness of a killin
that's takin place without a clue
And once you're on the scope, your ass is through
Look, you might take it as a trip
but a nigga like Ren is on a gangsta tip
Straight outta Compton...

[Chorus:]

(City of Compton, City of Compton)

[Dr. Dre] Eazy is his name and the boy is comin...

[Verse Three: Eazy-E]

...straight outta Compton
is a brotha that'll smother yo' mother
and make ya sister think I love her
Dangerous motherfucker raises hell
And if I ever get caught I make bail
See, I don't give a fuck, that's the problem
I see a motherfuckin cop I don't dodge him
But I'm smart, lay low, creep a while
And when I see a punk pass, I smile
To me it's kinda funny, the attitude showin a nigga drivin
but don't know where the fuck he's going, just rollin
lookin for the one they call Eazy
But here's a flash, they never seize me
Ruthless! Never seen like a shadow in the dark
except when I unload, see I'll get over the hesitation
and hear the scream of the one who got the last penetration
Give a little gust of wind and I'm jettin
But leave a memory no one'll be forgettin
So what about the bitch who got shot? Fuck her!
You think I give a damn about a bitch? I ain't a sucker!
This is the autobiography of the E, and if you ever fuck with me
You'll get taken by a stupid dope brotha who will smother
word to the motherfucker, straight outta Compton

[Chorus:]

(City of Compton, City of Compton)

(Damn that shit was dope!)

Source: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/nwa/straightouttacompton.html

"We Want Eazy"

"We want eazy!"
Well, clap ya hands then-come on
Clap ya hands everybody
Clap ya hands, come on, come on
Put ya hands together and clap 'em
Now can y'all say Eazy
Come on, say it

EAZ-Y
Everybody come on,
EAZ-Y...

People from everywhere gather around
Checkin' out the sound that Eazy is throwin' down
With some help from Ren and Dre
Makin' a way with dope style
Yo Eazy, what ya gotta say

A miracle of modern creation
Eazy E's on the set
Hyped up with the bass
And a little bit of what ya love
From a brother who's smooth like a criminal
I mean subliminal
Otherwise known as a villain
Because I'm ruthless
When I spot a sucka, I kill 'em
But most I think know not to deal with me
Yo, it's obvious, tell 'em who you came to see

EAZ-Y...

Yeah 'cuz this is the way I know you like it
So you won't strike it
I took it and I hyped it
And now that it's done, I know ya pleased
At how the E just duz it with ease
Just imagine a crowd screamin', a girl dreamin'
Just to get a picture of me 'n' my B-O-Y-Z
From the H-double-O-D
N.W.A., down with me
Strong 'n' I'm ragin'
Turn the page 'n'
See I'm not a son of a gun
I'm a gauge 'n'
Nuthin' can avoid this shot 'cause it's hittin'
It's so cool when you touch it, wear a mitten
I'm comin' off raw into ya speaker
Makin' the suckas on the street feel weaker
But most I think know not to deal with me
Yo, it's obvious, tell 'em who you came to see

EAZ-Y...

Aw, never, I'm just too clever
So, in fact, that no one can sever
A blow from a maniac and yo, I make it clear
So a register is all I hear
Money overturned, then I jet
To make another hit, for you to go and get
Record stores sold out because you love it
Another example of how Eazy duz it

EAZ-Y
We want Eazy...

Source: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/eazye/wewanteazy.html

"Fuck The Police"

[MC Ren as Court Officer]
Right about now, N.W.A. court is in full effect
Judge Dre presiding
In the case of N.W.A. vs. the Police Department;
prosecuting attorney's are: MC Ren, Ice Cube,
and Eazy-motherfucking-E

[Dr. Dre as The Judge]
Order, order, order
Ice Cube, take the motherfucking stand
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth so help your black ass?

[Ice Cube as Witness]
You god damn right!

[Dr. Dre]
Well won't you tell everybody what the fuck you gotta say?

[Ice Cube]
Fuck the police coming straight from the underground
A young nigga got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
they have the authority to kill a minority
Fuck that shit, cause I ain't the one
for a punk motherfucker with a badge and a gun
to be beating on, and thrown in jail
We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell
Fucking with me cause I'm a teenager
with a little bit of gold and a pager
Searching my car, looking for the product
Thinking every nigga is selling narcotics
You'd rather see, me in the pen
than me and Lorenzo rolling in a Benz-o
Beat a police out of shape
and when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To tape off the scene of the slaughter
Still getting swoll off bread and water
I don't know if they fags or what
Search a nigga down, and grabbing his nuts
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none
But don't let it be a black and a white one
Cause they'll slam ya down to the street top
Black police showing out for the white cop
Ice Cube will swarm
on ANY motherfucker in a blue uniform
Just cause I'm from, the CPT
Punk police are afraid of me!
HUH, a young nigga on the warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
of cops, dying in L.A.
Yo Dre, I got something to say

[cut and scratched 4x] "Fuck the police"

Example of scene one

[Cop] Pull your god damn ass over right now
[NWA] Aww shit, now what the fuck you pulling me over for?
[Cop] Cause I feel like it!
Just sit your ass on the curb and shut the fuck up
[NWA] Man, fuck this shit
[Cop] Aight smartass, I'm taking your black ass to jail!

[Dr. Dre]
MC Ren, will you please give your testimony
to the jury about this fucked up incident?

[MC Ren]
Fuck the police and Ren said it with authority
because the niggas on the street is a majority
A gang, is with whoever I'm stepping
and the motherfucking weapon is kept in
a stash box, for the so-called law
Wishing Ren was a nigga that they never saw
Lights start flashing behind me
But they're scared of a nigga so they mace me to blind me
But that shit don't work, I just laugh
because it gives em a hint, not to step in my path
For police, I'm saying, "Fuck you punk!"
Reading my rights and shit, it's all junk
Pulling out a silly club, so you stand
with a fake-assed badge and a gun in your hand
But take off the gun so you can see what's up
And we'll go at it punk, and I'ma fuck you up!
Make you think I'ma kick your ass
but drop your gat, and Ren's gonna blast
I'm sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime
But I'ma smoke 'em now and not next time
Smoke any motherfucker that sweats me
or any asshole, that threatens me
I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope
Taking out a cop or two, they can't cope with me
The motherfucking villain that's mad
With potential, to get bad as fuck
So I'ma turn it around
Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound
[BOOM, BOOM] Yeah, something like that
but it all depends on the size of the gat
Taking out a police, would make my day
But a nigga like Ren don't give a fuck to say

[cut and scratched 4x] "Fuck the police"

[Cop] [knocking on the door]
[NWA] Yeah man, what you need?
[Cop] Police, open now
[NWA] Aww shit
[Cop] We have a warrant for Eazy-E's arrest
[Cop] Get down and put your hands up where I can see 'em
(Move motherfucker, move now!)
[NWA] What the fuck did I do, man what did I do?
[Cop] Just shut the fuck up
and get your motherfucking ass on the floor
(You heard the man, shut the fuck up!)
[NWA] But I didn't do shit
[Cop] Man just shut the fuck up!

[Dr. Dre]
Eazy-E, won't you step up to the stand
and tell the jury how you feel about this bullshit?

[Eazy-E]
I'm tired of the motherfucking jacking
Sweating my gang, while I'm chilling in the shack, and
shining the light in my face, and for what?
Maybe it's because I kick so much butt
I kick ass - or maybe cause I blast
on a stupid-assed nigga when I'm playing with the trigger
of any Uzi or an AK
Cause the police always got something stupid to say
They put out my picture with silence
Cause my identity by itself causes violence
The E with the criminal behavior
Yeah, I'm a gangsta, but still I got flavor
Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got?
A sucker in a uniform waiting to get shot
by me, or another nigga
And with a gat it don't matter if he's smaller or bigger
([MC Ren:] Size ain't shit, he's from the old school fool)
And as you all know, E's here to rule
Whenever I'm rolling, keep looking in the mirror
And ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a
dumb motherfucker with a gun
And if I'm rolling off the 8, he'll be the one
that I take out, and then get away
While I'm driving off laughing this is what I'll say

[cut and scratched 4x] "Fuck the police"

The verdict

[Dre] The jury has found you guilty of being a redneck,
white bread, chickenshit motherfucker
[Cop] But wait, that's a lie! That's a god damn lie!
[Dre] Get him out of here!
[Cop] I want justice!
[Dre] Get him the fuck out my face!
[Cop] I want justice!
[Dre] Out, RIGHT NOW!
[Cop] FUCK YOU, YOU BLACK MOTHER-FUCKERS!

Fuck the police! [3x]

Source: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/nwa/fuckthepolice.html