[Eazy-E]
Now I'mma Break it down and tell a story
About a nigga in the wrong territory
Sharon and Shide is who he had to meet
He made a right turn down the wrong street
Now whatta whatta whatta whatta pitty
A new jack in my muthafuckin' city
[Dr. Dre]
Compton that is
They say it's niggaz pimpin'
Gangsta limpin'
[Eazy-E]
But back back to the nitty gritty
Bout this nigga slippin' in my fuckin' city
By the time that he realized that he fucked up
The stupid muthafucka got a foot in his ass
Now this is how the story goes
Don't you ever bring your ass
In my neiborhood fuckin' my hoes
Cause they my hoes and I knows
When they've been fucked
"Who's ready to get up and do my thang!"
"Doin' it you know!"
[Eazy-E]
Now lets get the story about the bitches
and tell how this kid went from right to riches
Now he's drivin' fancy cars gettin' bitches galore
He was a dirty little boy that I knew next door
[Dr. Dre impersonating Mack Romey]
Mack the muthafuckin' Romey
The one and only my dicks to hard to be lonely
[Eazy-E]
Now this muthafucka braggin' on how
He got all this and that and he got
All these bitches callin' him Big Daddy
Ain't that a bitch how this muthafucka
Get rich on my muthafuckin' street
Thats supposed to be my god damn money
and this bastard is use to wear platform
Shoes plad pants and nappy ass hat under
A fucked up hat now lets kick the story
About that
[Eazy-E]
When the sun falls
and the shit falls down
So when people start comin' around
Knockin' at the door sayin' we want more
and moms wonderin' what the fuck they here for
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/e/eazy,,e-lyrics/eazy-street-lyrics.html]
Rock cocaine yea just as I figured
But he can do that cause he's that nigga
From Eazy Street on the road to riches
money, cars, houses, and hoes thats how the
Story goes and if the nigga stays up you
Know he can't be beat all this shit happens
on Eazy Street
[Eazy-E]
Now back to the story about the bitches
[Dr. Dre]
About the what!
[Eazy-E]
The bitches, the bitches, the bitches yo
The bitches that wanna get with me
The E, the A, the Z, the Y, the E
So whats up bitch you wanna play
Yo why don't you kiss whats behind the button display
my dick gets
[Dr. Dre]
Hiiiiiiiiiiigh up
[Eazy-E]
Like Ballpark Franks baby
Plump when you cook 'em
You know what I mean
my dick gets
[Dr. Dre]
Hiiiiiiiiiiigh up
[Eazy-E]
Higher than a muthafucka
[Dr. Dre]
Shit thats sure enough funky right there
Yo E kick some knowledge man explain to 'em
What you mean
[Eazy-E]
Uh oh day
Day dum day
Come on baby why don't ya suck it this way
Aaaaah ooooh
[Dr. Dre]
Shit don't find the phillie baby
Let it all hang out
[Eazy-E]
I feel it comin' (I feel it comin')
It's comin' out (it's comin' out)
[Dr. Dre]
Kick it one more time
[Eazy-E]
Uh oh day
Day dum day
Come on baby why don't ya suck it this way
Aaaaah ooooh
[Eazy-E]
Uh oh day
Day dum day
Come on baby why don't ya suck it this way
Aaaaah ooooh
[Dr. Dre]
Oh yeah E give me a solo
[Eazy-E]
It all happens on Eazy Street
You stupid muthafucka!
[Verse 1: (Gangsta Dresta)]
I got beat for the street
Ta pump in ya jeep
Or in ya caravan wid da homies kinda deep
Somking on a thai stick feeling kinda hight wit
Ya passenger seat occupied by a fly bitch
Rolling in ya lo-lo
Cut list all ya MCs
Slap in the hip-hop
Ta hell wit the ?tempres?
Modern day gangsta from the underground
Yay, niggas roll around wid tha boomin' ass sound
Got the 6-4 kinda low as we bouncing
On the grapevine rolling deep to Magic Mountain
Hoes on ya jock everytime ya hit a corner
Because ya rolling twisted on the gold Daytonas
Frontin' on the regular, talking on ya cellular
Acting like ya don't hear the little bitches
Yelling ya name at the bus stop ya don't stop
Ya mash on the gas roll right by they ass
Slap Dresta in the dash yeah,
[Hook:]
Guranteed to hear something sweet uh,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Guranteed to hear something sweet yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Streetz
[Verse 2: (Sylk)]
I got beat for the street
Drop a rag top four
Got my strap under the seat just in case
I have ta check a hoe
?Menage a trois? on the scene
Rolling through the C-P-T
Turn up the hump soundz
We grooving to the mellow beat
Mad dogging like bitches
Hitting me up like I'ma banger
Cause niggas can't stand ta see us
Sitting on some danas
When we came up all of tha fools
Running drag thinking ya gone 'n
Put tha twist I ain't tweaking
Drop ya putting the lock on it yeah!
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/e/eazy,,e-lyrics/gangsta-beat-4-tha-street-lyrics.html]
[Hook]
[Verse 3: (B.G. KnoccOut)]
Beat for tha street
I love ta hear it pumpin in my lo-lo
Hitting my switches and running tha bitches
And now I'm bustin' mo hoes
Roll up to tha spot
Me hop out and hit tha chirp-chirp
Bail in put on some proper shorts and a proper shirt
Just clowning cause hoes are in the house
Riding my dick because I got fame,
And my name is B.G. KnoccOut
Asking ta be in my next vide-o
Get tha 7 digits slap that ass
And step to ya hoe
Now I'm off like a G flee to the C-P-T
See my niggas on the block getting tipsy
I pulled up and start tearing up the street
And guess what's in my muthaphukkin' deck,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
[Hook]
[Verse 4: (Eazy-E)]
I got beat for the street
To tha beach I'll be rolling
Neva see me strolling
40s I'll be holding
Girls in the daisies
Drive Eazy crazy
Rolled up my windows
As I turned on my A-C
Rolling down Crenshaw see tha hoes jocking
Sunday nights popping
See tha foes hopping
My stereo's bump
And that A-T-L funk
You can call it what ya want
Either way the shit bumps
(Damn Right!)
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
[Eazy-E]
Hey Yella
Kick that shit
199-muthaphukkin-E
The muthaphukkin year
Of the real muthphukkin' G's
And we gonna do this shit like this...
[Gangsta Dresta]
Nigga eva deadly
Ya just don't know who ya fuckin' wit
So I suggest get in ya shit and keep truckin' bitch
Before I get my gat ya pressure case
Blast, blast I leave my gang bang layin' on ya face
I tattoe Dre name on my chest
Cross it out just another nigga that I X-ed huh
And you won't see R.I.P.
You'll see P.N.D.
A Punk nigga deceased yeah
And the bitch that was yours will be mine buddy
All because ya woofed on a nigga that was nutty
And I had to make an example
Nigga thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample
Of a nigga with street wise reality
That don't give a fuck type Compton mentality
I stare back death right in the face
Contemplate my last day on and everyday base
Cause a nigga neva know when he go
I hope it only takes one shot
Cause I don't wanna die slow
My funeral will be full of my peers
People that neva gave a fuck about me droppin'
Threw me tears
I hope I'm in the casket face down
So all you muthaphukkaz can kiss my black ass now
And fuck all that cryin' all night
Just be happy that I'm rid of this fucked up life
Yeah, and now you see you can't handle me
I give a shout to Tonel and the Ruthless Phuckin Family.
[Eazy-E]
Out wit the old in with the muthaphukkin new
But check dis shit out I got somebody for ya bitch....
Muthaphukka
[Sylk]
Now it's about time for the Sylk to speak
Check dat ass last weak
You off the chronic and you tweak
Speak when I feel
Cause I'm as real as they come
I'm a bitch with a gun
Neva run ain't for none
So step, step up
If ya wanna test ya luck trick
Sister like Sylk
Don't really giva a fuck bitch
Punk bitches wanna step phony speak howdy doody
[. From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/e/eazy,,e-lyrics/ole-school-shit-lyrics.html .]
I make ya self break ya self bitch you neva new me
Yours truly no longer layin' in the cut
Steady phuckin' shit up
Neva see me shakin' my butt I strut
Like a gangsta bitch no not a pranksta bitch
I'm quick to gank a bitch trick
Peep game at this bitch as I shoot this
Gangsta bitch steppin' rollin' wit da Ruthless.
[B.G. Knocc Out]
The R-U-T-H-L-E double S
Yo it's the nigga knocc out
Claim the block so nigga whats next
Try to step and flex and get wrecked like a mac truck
I'm kickin', tah spittin' this funky shit to make a quick phat buck
I'm doggin' a dog you suckaz can't talk bout tip flip I rip shit
I'm stressin' "Damn cuz", "Pick it back up"
Chillin up in the studio
With the Ruthless Family
Fuck the Death Row Posse
Yo them fools cannot handle me
Snoop and Andre ya come and try to fade the
Loc'ed out, Compton, Original Baby Gangsta
1-8-7's how we do it on the West
Ya say ya shit is Chronic but to me it's more like stress
Or should I say make my shit the stronic
Tha Dogg Pound don't wanna step to the atomic dog
D-O-T-K-N-O-Double-C-O-U-T so muthaphukka come and phuck wit me.
"Come On", "Come On"
"This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check
Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family ya still in effect" [x3]
"This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check
Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family" "Kick That Shit"
[Eazy-E]
Jealousy is a muthaphukka when your the man
With the other hand I don't give a shit
Clock a grip like no other can
Wanna be like me be a G like me
But I'm the nigga that made a G
Outta the bitch D-R Eazy
I was the captain
Dre was my sidekick
Everything was cool
Till he wanted to get what I get
Any other real G Eazy-Muthaphukkin-E
Now claimin' you a G
How does it feel to be me
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