Real Muthaphuckkin G's (featuring B.G. Knocc Out & Dresta) - Eazy-E

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(Intro: loud booming voice that echoes)
Comp-ton.. Comp-ton.. Comp-ton (quiet
voice that whispers) Real mutha phukkin
G's... Real mutha phukkin G's... Real
mutha phukkin G's... (Verse One: Eazy-E)
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 So youse a wannabe 'loc,
and you'll get smoked, and I hope that
your fans understand when you talk about
playin me The same records that you
makin is payin me Motherfu*kDre,
Motherfu*kSnoop, Motherfu*kDeath 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 compton city G's in You're
like a kid you found a pup and now
you're dapper But tell me where da
fu*kya found a anorexic rapper? Talkin
about who you gon squabble with and who
you shoot You're only 60 pounds when
you're wet and wearin 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 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 compton
city G's! "Yo Dre, what's up?" (*bang*)
"Boy you should have known by now.." "Yo
Dre, what's up?" (*bang*) "Boy you
should have known by now.." (Verse Two:
Dresta) Everyday 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
niggaz 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 bi'ness, so save the
drama jerk Niggaz straight kill me,
knowin that they pranksters This is
going out to you studio gangstas See I
did dirt, put in work, and many niggaz
can vouch that So since I got stripes, I
got the right to rap about that! But
niggaz like you, I gotta hate ya Cause
I'm just tired of suburbian niggaz
talkin about they come from projects
Knowin, you ain't seen the parts of the
streets G Think you started tryin to
bang around the time of the peace treaty
Wearin khakis and mob while you rhyme
Little fag, tried to sag, but you're
floodin at the same, time And your set
don't accept ya Scared to kick it with
your homies cuz you know they don't
respect ya So nigga please, check nuts
before ya step to deez motherfuckin real
G's (Verse Three: B.G. Knocc Out)
Welllllllll.. it's the Knocc Out,
definition orginal baby gangsta Approach
me like you hard, motherfucker I'ma bank
ya Shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if I
haveta Dr. 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 niggaz like me,
will break ya off somthin Claimin my
city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggaz like y'all is what I call
wannabeez and ain't shit compared to
real muthaphukkin city G's "Yo Dre,
what's up?" (*bang*) (Verse Four:
Eazy-E) I never met a O.G., 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 Beatin up a bitch
don't make you shit, but then again some
niggaz think it makes a man Damn it's a
trip how a nigga could switch so quick
from wearin lipstick, to smokin on
chronic at pic-nics And now you think
you're bigger But to me you ain't nothin
but a bitch-ass nigga that ain't worth a
food stamp And at Death Row, I hear
you're gettin treated like boot camp
Gotta follow your sergeant's directions
Or get your ass pumped with a Smith &
Wesson Learn a lesson from the E's Stay
in your place and don't
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