You tried to diss the Eazy-E, so now, nigga, it’s on Niggas like y’all is what I call wannabesĪnd ain’t shit compared to real muthaphuckkin’ G’s Chorusīoy, you should’ve known by now Verse 4 – Eazy-E See, young niggas like me will break you off somethin’Ĭlaimin’ my city - but Dre, you ain’t from Compton ‘Cause if you do, then a pealed cap is all that would be left Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin’ actorsīut this time you’re dealin’ with some real motherfuckers Shank ya, with my fuckin’ shank, if I have toĭr. Well, it’s the Knocc Out, definition “Original baby gangsta”Īpproach me like you hard, motherfucker, I’ma bank ya Little fag tried to sag, but you’re floodin’ at the same timeĪnd your set don’t accept ya scared to kick it with your homiesīefore you step to these muthaphuckkin’ real G’s Verse 3 – B.G. Knowin’ you ain’t seen the parts of the streets, G So since I got stripes, I got the right to rap about that See, I did dirt, put in work, and many niggas can vouch that Niggas straight kill me, knowin’ that they pranksters So you never had no bid’ness, so save the drama, jerk! Never ever once have you ran with the turfīut yet in every verse claim you used to do the dirtīut tell me, who’s a witness to your fuckin’ work? Of niggas in Compton, Watts, and South Central Who mastered the bang and the slang and the mental The fact that the bastard is simply just an actor Just take a good look at the nigga and you’ll capture Yet every time you rap you yap about the guns and knife Softer than a bitch but portray the role of gangsta Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthlessīoy, you should’ve known by now Verse 2 – DrestaĮvery day it’s a new rapper claimin’ to be dapper than the Dresta (Damn, E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day)īut on his old album cover he was a she-thangĭon’t step to these muthaphuckkin’ real G’s Chorus You’re only sixty pounds when you’re wet and wearin’ boots Talkin’ ’bout who you gon’ squabble with and who you shoot You’re like a kid, you found a pup, and now you’re dapperīut tell me, where the fuck you found an anorexic rapper? ‘Cause I’m the E-A-Z-Y-E and this is the season Motherfuck Dre! Motherfuck Snoop! Motherfuck Death Row! The same records that you makin’ is payin’ me That your fans understand when you talk about sprayin’ me See, you’s a wannabe ‘loc, and you’ll get smoked, and I hope Hey yo, Doctor, here’s another proper trackĪnd it’s phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper Eazy-E – Real Muthaphuckkin G’s – Lyrics IntroĪhh, real muthaphuckkin G’s Verse 1 – Eazy-E

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