Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper track
and it's phat, watch the sniper,
time to pay the piper
and let that real shit provoke,
so you's a wanna be 'loc
and you'll get smoked
and i hope that yer fans understand
when ya talk about playin me,
the same records that ya makin' is payin me
Motherf*ck Dre
Motherf*ck Snoop
Motherf*ck Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
'cuz i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
to let the Real motherf*ckin G's in,
ya like a kid ya found a pup and now yer dapper,
but tell me where the f*ck ya found ya found an anorexic rapper
talkin 'bout who ya go squabble with and who ya shoot
you're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots
damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only made Eazy's pay day
all of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang,
but on his old album cover he was a she thang
so Nigga please, Nigga please don't step to these
motherf*ckin' Real G's
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Boy you should have known by now
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Boy you should have known by now
Every day it's a new rapper, claimin to be dapper then the Dresta,
smoother then a bitch but portrayed the role of gangster,
ain't broke a law with yer life,
yet every time you rap
you yap about the guns and knifes,
just take a good look at the Nigga,
and you'll capture the fact,
that the bastard is simply just an actor,
who mastered the bang and the slang
and the Mental, of Niggaz in Compton, wattz, and South Central
never ever once have you ran with the turf,
But yet in every verse you claim you used to do the dirt,
but tell me who's a witness to your f*ckin work,
so ya never had no buiness, so save the drama jerk,
Niggaz straight kill me knowin that they pranksters,
this is going out to you studio gangsters,
see i did dirt, put in work, and many Niggaz can vouch that,
so since i got stripes i got the right to rap about that,
but Niggaz like you i gotta hate ya,
i'm just tired of Suburbian Niggaz talkin about
they comin from projects
knowin ya ain't seen the parts of the streets G
think ya started tryin bang around the time of the peace treaty
wearin khackis and mob while ya ryhme,
little fag tried to sag,
but your flooding at the same time,
and ya set don't accecpt ya,
scared to kick it with yer homies
'cuz ya know they don't respect ya,
So Nigga please check nuts before ya step to these,
motherf*ckin Real G's
Well, it the Knocc Out, definition orginal baby gangster
approach me like you hard, motherf*cker i'mma bank ya
shank ya, with my f*ckin shank, if i have ta
Dr Dre an Snoop Dogy Dogg are f*ckin actors
pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
but this time yer dealin with some real motherf*ckers
G's, Nigga please, don't try to step
because if ya do, then a pilled cap is all that would be left
see, young Niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin,
claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggaz like ya'll is what i call Wanna be's
and it aint shit compared
to Real Motherf*ckin' G's
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
I never met an OG who never did shit wrong
ya tried to dis the Eazy-E so now Nigga it's on you
and ya Doggy Dogg, think yer all honk and shit
both of you bitches, can come and suck my Doggy dick
beatin a bitch don't make ya shit, but then agian
Some Niggaz think it makes em men,
Damn it's a trip how a Nigga could switch so quick
from wearin lipstick to smokin on Chronic at picnics,
and now ya think yer bigger
but to me you ain't nothin but a bitch ass Nigga
that ain't worth the food stamp,
And Deat Row, i hear yer gettin treated like Boot camp
gotta follow yer seargents directions,
or get yer ass pumped with a Smith and Wesson,
learn a lesson from the E's
Stay in your place and don't step to Real motherf*ckin G's
Yo Dre, (What's up?) *bang*
boy ya should have known by now..
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *bang*
Boy ya should have known by now, Eazy duz it....
Eazy-E - Real Motha F*ckin Gs Lyrics
Eazy-E - Real Motha F*ckin Gs Lyrics
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Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper track
and it's phat, watch the sniper,
time to pay the piper
and let that real shit provoke,
so you's a wanna be 'loc
and you'll get smoked
and i hope that yer fans understand
when ya talk about playin me,
the same records that ya makin' is payin me
Motherf*ck Dre
Motherf*ck Snoop
Motherf*ck Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
'cuz i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
to let the Real motherf*ckin G's in,
ya like a kid ya found a pup and now yer dapper,
but tell me where the f*ck ya found ya found an anorexic rapper
talkin 'bout who ya go squabble with and who ya shoot
you're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots
damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only made Eazy's pay day
all of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang,
but on his old album cover he was a she thang
so Nigga please, Nigga please don't step to these
motherf*ckin' Real G's
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Boy you should have known by now
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Boy you should have known by now
Every day it's a new rapper, claimin to be dapper then the Dresta,
smoother then a bitch but portrayed the role of gangster,
ain't broke a law with yer life,
yet every time you rap
you yap about the guns and knifes,
just take a good look at the Nigga,
and you'll capture the fact,
that the bastard is simply just an actor,
who mastered the bang and the slang
and the Mental, of Niggaz in Compton, wattz, and South Central
never ever once have you ran with the turf,
But yet in every verse you claim you used to do the dirt,
but tell me who's a witness to your f*ckin work,
so ya never had no buiness, so save the drama jerk,
Niggaz straight kill me knowin that they pranksters,
this is going out to you studio gangsters,
see i did dirt, put in work, and many Niggaz can vouch that,
so since i got stripes i got the right to rap about that,
but Niggaz like you i gotta hate ya,
i'm just tired of Suburbian Niggaz talkin about
they comin from projects
knowin ya ain't seen the parts of the streets G
think ya started tryin bang around the time of the peace treaty
wearin khackis and mob while ya ryhme,
little fag tried to sag,
but your flooding at the same time,
and ya set don't accecpt ya,
scared to kick it with yer homies
'cuz ya know they don't respect ya,
So Nigga please check nuts before ya step to these,
motherf*ckin Real G's
Well, it the Knocc Out, definition orginal baby gangster
approach me like you hard, motherf*cker i'mma bank ya
shank ya, with my f*ckin shank, if i have ta
Dr Dre an Snoop Dogy Dogg are f*ckin actors
pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
but this time yer dealin with some real motherf*ckers
G's, Nigga please, don't try to step
because if ya do, then a pilled cap is all that would be left
see, young Niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin,
claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggaz like ya'll is what i call Wanna be's
and it aint shit compared
to Real Motherf*ckin' G's
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
I never met an OG who never did shit wrong
ya tried to dis the Eazy-E so now Nigga it's on you
and ya Doggy Dogg, think yer all honk and shit
both of you bitches, can come and suck my Doggy dick
beatin a bitch don't make ya shit, but then agian
Some Niggaz think it makes em men,
Damn it's a trip how a Nigga could switch so quick
from wearin lipstick to smokin on Chronic at picnics,
and now ya think yer bigger
but to me you ain't nothin but a bitch ass Nigga
that ain't worth the food stamp,
And Deat Row, i hear yer gettin treated like Boot camp
gotta follow yer seargents directions,
or get yer ass pumped with a Smith and Wesson,
learn a lesson from the E's
Stay in your place and don't step to Real motherf*ckin G's
Yo Dre, (What's up?) *bang*
boy ya should have known by now..
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *bang*
Boy ya should have known by now, Eazy duz it....
and it's phat, watch the sniper,
time to pay the piper
and let that real shit provoke,
so you's a wanna be 'loc
and you'll get smoked
and i hope that yer fans understand
when ya talk about playin me,
the same records that ya makin' is payin me
Motherf*ck Dre
Motherf*ck Snoop
Motherf*ck Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
'cuz i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
to let the Real motherf*ckin G's in,
ya like a kid ya found a pup and now yer dapper,
but tell me where the f*ck ya found ya found an anorexic rapper
talkin 'bout who ya go squabble with and who ya shoot
you're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots
damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only made Eazy's pay day
all of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang,
but on his old album cover he was a she thang
so Nigga please, Nigga please don't step to these
motherf*ckin' Real G's
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Boy you should have known by now
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Boy you should have known by now
Every day it's a new rapper, claimin to be dapper then the Dresta,
smoother then a bitch but portrayed the role of gangster,
ain't broke a law with yer life,
yet every time you rap
you yap about the guns and knifes,
just take a good look at the Nigga,
and you'll capture the fact,
that the bastard is simply just an actor,
who mastered the bang and the slang
and the Mental, of Niggaz in Compton, wattz, and South Central
never ever once have you ran with the turf,
But yet in every verse you claim you used to do the dirt,
but tell me who's a witness to your f*ckin work,
so ya never had no buiness, so save the drama jerk,
Niggaz straight kill me knowin that they pranksters,
this is going out to you studio gangsters,
see i did dirt, put in work, and many Niggaz can vouch that,
so since i got stripes i got the right to rap about that,
but Niggaz like you i gotta hate ya,
i'm just tired of Suburbian Niggaz talkin about
they comin from projects
knowin ya ain't seen the parts of the streets G
think ya started tryin bang around the time of the peace treaty
wearin khackis and mob while ya ryhme,
little fag tried to sag,
but your flooding at the same time,
and ya set don't accecpt ya,
scared to kick it with yer homies
'cuz ya know they don't respect ya,
So Nigga please check nuts before ya step to these,
motherf*ckin Real G's
Well, it the Knocc Out, definition orginal baby gangster
approach me like you hard, motherf*cker i'mma bank ya
shank ya, with my f*ckin shank, if i have ta
Dr Dre an Snoop Dogy Dogg are f*ckin actors
pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
but this time yer dealin with some real motherf*ckers
G's, Nigga please, don't try to step
because if ya do, then a pilled cap is all that would be left
see, young Niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin,
claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggaz like ya'll is what i call Wanna be's
and it aint shit compared
to Real Motherf*ckin' G's
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
I never met an OG who never did shit wrong
ya tried to dis the Eazy-E so now Nigga it's on you
and ya Doggy Dogg, think yer all honk and shit
both of you bitches, can come and suck my Doggy dick
beatin a bitch don't make ya shit, but then agian
Some Niggaz think it makes em men,
Damn it's a trip how a Nigga could switch so quick
from wearin lipstick to smokin on Chronic at picnics,
and now ya think yer bigger
but to me you ain't nothin but a bitch ass Nigga
that ain't worth the food stamp,
And Deat Row, i hear yer gettin treated like Boot camp
gotta follow yer seargents directions,
or get yer ass pumped with a Smith and Wesson,
learn a lesson from the E's
Stay in your place and don't step to Real motherf*ckin G's
Yo Dre, (What's up?) *bang*
boy ya should have known by now..
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *bang*
Boy ya should have known by now, Eazy duz it....