[Intro: Eazy-E]
Hey Yella
Kick that sh**
19-9-muthaphukkin-E
The muthaphukkin year of the real muthaphuckkin G's
And we gonna do this sh** like this:
[Verse 1: Dresta]
n***a evidently, ya just don't know who ya f**ing with
So I suggest get in ya sh** and keep truckin', b**h
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 n***a that I X-ed, huh
And you won't see R.I.P., you'll see P.N.D
A Punk n***a deceased, yeah
And the b**h that was yours will be mine, buddy
All because ya woofed on a n***a that was nutty
And I had to make an example
n***a thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample
Of a n***a with street wise reality
That don't give a f** type Compton mentality
I stare back d**h right in the face
Contemplate my last day on and everyday base
Cause a n***a 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 f** about me droppin' phony tears
I hope I'm in the casket face down
So all you motherf**ers can kiss my black a** now
And f** all that cryin' all night
Just be happy that I'm rid of this f**ed up life, yeah
And now you see you can't handle me
I give a shout to Tonel and the Ruthless f**in' family
[Transition: Eazy-E]
Out with the old in with the motherf**in' new. But check this sh** out. I got somebody for ya, b**h. Motherf**er
[Verse 2: Sylk]
Now it's about time for the Sylk to speak
Check dat a** last weak
You off the chronic and you tweak
Speak when I feel
Cause I'm as real as they come
I'm a b**h 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 f**, b**h
Punk b**hes wanna step phony speak howdy doody
I make ya self break ya self b**h you never knew me
Yours truly no longer layin' in the cut
Steady f**in' sh** up
Never see me shakin' my bu*t, I strut
Like a gangsta b**h, no, not a pranksta b**h
I'm quick to gank a b**h, trick
Peep game at this b**h as I shoot this
Gangsta b**h steppin' rollin' with the Ruthless
[Verse 3: B.G. Knocc Out]
The R-U-T-H-L-E double S, yo, it's the n***a Knocc Out
Claim the Blocc so n***a whats next
Try to step and flex and get wrecked like a mack truck
I'm kickin', tah spittin' this funky sh** to make a quick fat buck
I'm doggin' a dog you s**ers can't talk about tip flip I rip sh**
I'm stressin'
"Damn cuz", "Pick it back up"
Chillin' up in the studio
With the Ruthless Family
f** the d**h 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 sh** is chronic but to me it's more like stress
Or should I say make my sh** 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 motherf**er come and f** with me
[Transition]
Come on, come on
This is just a little something to keep ya a** in check
Ruthless motherf**in' family ya still in effect [x3]
This is just a little something to keep ya a** in check
Ruthless motherf**in' family ... kick that sh**
[Eazy-E]
Jealousy is a motherf**er when your the man
With the upper hand I don't give a sh**
Clock a grip like no other can
Wanna be like me be a G like me
But I'm the n***a that made a G
Outta the b**h 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