Ole School Shit (Ft. BG Knocc Out, Dresta & Sylk-E. Fyne)
[Intro: Eazy-E] Hey Yella Kick that shit 19-9-muthaphukkin-E The muthaphukkin year of the real muthaphuckkin G's And we gonna do this shit like this:
[Verse 1: Dresta] Nigga evidently, ya just don't know who ya fucking with 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 tattoo 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 never 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 never gave a fuck about me droppin' phony tears I hope I'm in the casket face down So all you motherfuckers 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 fuckin' family
[Transition: Eazy-E] Out with the old in with the motherfuckin' new. But check this shit out. I got somebody for ya, bitch. Motherfucker
[Verse 2: 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 Never run ain't for none So step, step up If ya wanna test ya luck, trick Sister like Sylk Really don't give a fuck, bitch Punk bitches wanna step phony speak howdy doody I make ya self break ya self bitch you never knew me Yours truly no longer layin' in the cut Steady fuckin' shit up Never 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' with the Ruthless
[Verse 3: B.G. Knocc Out] The R-U-T-H-L-E double S, yo, it's the nigga Knocc Out Claim the Blocc so nigga whats next Try to step and flex and get wrecked like a mack truck I'm kickin', tah spittin' this funky shit to make a quick fat buck I'm doggin' a dog you suckers can't talk about 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 can not 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 motherfucker come and fuck with me
[Transition] Come on, come on
This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check Ruthless motherfuckin' family ya still in effect [x3]
This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check Ruthless motherfuckin' family ... kick that shit
[Eazy-E] Jealousy is a motherfucker when your the man With the upper 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 Til 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