Just Tah Let U Know [Str8 Off Tha Streetz Of Muthaphukkin Compton]
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[Verse 1] It's that man comin' up from that land of tha C-P-T (\"What's my motherfuckin' name?\" - Snoop) Eazy-E Comin' thru with a big lick for '94 Showin' alla y'all them true-ass gangsta flows So bow-down bow-wow the big dog’s in town And them guts is the only thing a nigga pound Laid back as I blow a fat sack Hittin' switches for them bitches, been in corners in a Cadillac So take a ride on tha ruthless side With the E to the A-Z-Y That nigga makin' more off yo hits than you do You fools, need to recognize this crew when I roll through Tryin' to speak up on tha OG, nigga you don't know me Break em off these nuts lil wanna-be Cause I peel caps if need be And ain't nothin' you gonna bring don't see me Just tah let U know...
[Hook] One more time for the rhyme again Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N Just tah let U know Just tah let U know One more time for the rhyme again Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N Just tah let U know Just tah let U know
[Verse 2] It's the E comin' up from the gank So nigga let me ride all the way to the bank Coz ain't nuthin' on my mind but them chips Gotta have a griff, run a nigga dip Back to the past on the Compton streetz Where the niggas get beat when us gangstas meet And fools gettin' mad coz they can't ride like I ride Front 'n back, dippin' side to side And it's been like that since I was BG \"It's the E,\" that's what they scream when they see me Mama said every day is like this Fools screamin' that I put em in a twist Thought you had it bad, isn't really all good If the homies only knew in the hood That you was gettin' done like a two dollar ho It's just a lil something from the E tah let U know...
[Hook] One more time for the rhyme again Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N Just tah let U know Just tah let U know One more time for the rhyme again Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N Just tah let U know Just tah let U know
[Verse 3] It's still the C-P-T, nuthin' more, nuthin' less On a quest to put that bomb in my chest Coz them busta-ass niggas can't see what I'm sayin' They think the E be playin' [What ?] But I ain't givin' up nuthin' but this Glock in yo mouth So recognize that and get yo punk ass knocked out So if you wanna ride nigga jump on in Sip a cup o' gin. Ain't no friends when it come to ends So no hard feelings when you niggas be dealin' With the original Compton criminal Coz the only thing poppin' is a snaps And ain't no fun when a nigga be tap perhaps But a nigga like the E ain't trippin' though I'm just here tah let U niggas know...
[Hook] One more time for the rhyme again Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N Just tah let U know Just tah let U know One more time for the rhyme again Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N Just tah let U know Just tah let U know
[Insert] You have your own freedom of choice So you do what the fuck you feel like doin Take it from me, that streetwise motherfucker named Eazy E