[Eazy-E] Aight, this shit is fly I know Dre didn't do, the motherfucker, but you know what This shit ain't right unless I'm rappin on this motherfucker
[Total K-Oss] You got somethin for it nigga, what's up?
[Eazy-E] You goddamn right, I got somethin for it Matter fact I got the motherfucker right here in my pocket Give me a motherfuckin beat
[Total K-oss] Alright, let's do this shit
[Verse 1: Eazy-E] Batter up, and let me hit you with some crazy-ass shit Welcome to the E's bottomless pit Where I play the muthafuckin executioner Thinkin the devious things of a murderer Yes, the menace of all menaces back in the Guinness Book of Records for smokin motherfuckers, you see Cause there's only one E-A-Z-Y-E And I'm kickin the Chronic on this A-T-L LP So one motherfuckin, two motherfuckin, three All you punk bitches better respect me as a G Cause I got the dope sack without a motherfuckin doubt And when the shit hits the fan it's outta my mouth Kickin that gangster shit, boy, it pays And if you got the Buddah then motherfucker blaze And hit it for the city of Compton Shouts goes out to those who remain foes Cause I like to be the motherfuckin underdog And if we got beef (*bullets spraying sound*) leap like a frog I used to be the quicker picker upper bitch But I took recess and it's time to rip shop By the way I gotta earn my dap And it's always on if a nigga wanna scrap And you don't stop
[Kokane] Well alright
[Break: Cold 187um talking] Yeah yeah, that was cool, E Yo, we gotta let Kokane get in here and do somethin, man Before he step off You know what I'm sayin Yeah, kick it
[Verse 2: Kokane] Ah... dibby-dibby soundbwoy, dibby-dibby soundbwoy Ready to catch you dibby-dibby-dibby sound It's like heary, heary, come one, come all Kokane is servin suckers at the players balls If you come up the deal, you Will get blasted A tisket a tasket, we dump your body in a basket Or bury you in a casket, dependin' on how you fit We can go raggamuffin or get into some G shit We'll take the gun or we kick the flavor Cause when I flow, when I flow you'll catch the vapor And now I'm rollin' on twisters hittin' them switches I make a quick stop to collect from my many bitches After bitches, they do my every deed It's like some sell pussy, some sell coke, some sell weed What you need, what you want I can supply I got the new improved shit that's guaranteed to get you high Yo, there's no same to my game, my name is Kokane I'm pimpin' bitches in the church, preachin' God's work But I'm the smartest thing to quit around So put your money in a basket and pass the motherfucker down Sayin' what King James wrote And I'mma give you the Holy Ghost for a motherfuckin' c-note Ride around town in a all-black Ferrari I said, 'Hallelujah, oh the Lord gave it to me' Knowin' that a nigga is motherfuckin wrong I go the choir singin' that sad song
[Break: DJ Total K-Oss] Yeah, that's why I'm a Nickel Slick Nigga
[KM.G] Yeah, but it's time for ATL to get in this motherfucker
[DJ Total K-Oss] Black Mafia, Pimp Clinic on a level Also nigga, must remain Above The Law
[Verse 3]
[KM.G] Nigga, Cali comes to Harlem, or maybe Brooklyn or the Bronx
[Cold 187um] Or was it way out west where we be breakin' up jumbs for punks
[KM.G] I paid 13.5 for some weight up in Queens But you know, the nigga had to run it, if you know what I mean Cause I'm Jack, the motherfuckin' Tripper And if you slip while I'm trippin', I'mma have to pull a clip-per And hit a corner, buy a bird in Miami Come back on consignment for my homeboy Sammy Now Sammy down in Tampa for himself comin' up A few