Gimmie this, gimmie that, gimmie this, gimmie that Bitch, step back and don't try to jack But Mister Dopeman, Dopeman, can I get a hit? No hoe, but you can get my duck sick But let me finish my story as I was sayin' I told you lil' locs ain't playin' Gotta roll with the bunches Can't help the travellin' bunches Now, ain't that somethin'? Just a case a few niggaz try to trip Bone-out, put on my skimask And come back blastin' 'Cause niggaz my height don't fight My name is Eazy E, you're mothafuckin' right They must to thought I was a busta You're wearin' your bullet proof vest, so what's next? I got my nine fitted up with Teflon And don't let me hit the wet bomb So watcha wanna do? The red, white and blue, I got something for you too 'Cause it gon' be on when I'm kickin' down my dough So, say hello to my new 44 I'm a type of nigga that smokes mothafuckaz I'm a type of nigga that smokes mothafuckaz I don't give a fuck, fuck, smoke mothafuckaz I'ma smoke mothafuckaz 'cause I'm the 'E' So, you can kiss my black ass Fuck the White House, it ain't my house So, you can burn the mothafucka down for all I care 'Cause T-shirts and khakis is all I wear I'm from the city where they show no pitty For a punk ass mark in the park Blow his brains out, stuck him in the bushes Take his gat and leave his ass for the rats And let me hit that Cisco, I got a 187 on my pistol Warrant by the L A P D K for puttin' in work out my trade Because the President never simp, one damn dog to my residents I'm goin' crazy like 1980, I need my ends, fuck you, pay me Or I'ma have to get the strap, my nutty O.G., buddy Big Black I make you shit in your pants and shake like Jello So, tell all my homie I said, 'Hello' I'm a type of nigga that smoke mothafuckaz I'm a type of nigga that smoke mothafuckaz I don't give a fuck, smoke mothafuckaz Smoke mothafuckaz like it ain't no thang You cant check a checker But when you wanna try let me know I got the strecher on stand-by Starvin' for a nigga like you The things is hard as much bigger than a trigger So I can show how to put in work The Ruthless network, drive by experts Straight outta Compton, kickin' up dust The place where guns don't get a change to rust I warned them and they still approached me Now, I got two more Golf hats for my trophy I got a brand new trend, it's killin' men Who is that? That's my little friend I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck I don't give a fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck Smoke mothafuckaz like it ain't no thang © MICROPHONE MAFIA MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com