Real Muthaphuckkin G's lyrics

[Intro]

Comp-ton, Comp-ton, Comp-ton

Ahh Real muthaphuckkin G's

Ahh Real muthaphuckkin G's

Ahh Real muthaphuckkin G's

Ahh Real muthaphuckkin G's

[Verse 1: Eazy-E]

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

See you's a wannabe 'loc, and you'll get smoked and I hope

That your fans understand when you talk about sprayin' me

The same records that you makin' is payin' me

Motherfuck Dre, motherfuck Snoop, motherfuck Death Row

Yo, and here comes my left blow

Cause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E and this is the season

To let the real motherfuckin' G's in

You're like a kid you found a pup and now you're dapper

But tell me where the fuck you found an anorexic rapper

Talkin' bout who you gon' squabble with and who you shoot

You're only sixty pounds when you're wet and wearin' boots

(Damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day)

But Dre Day only meant Eazy's payday

All of a sudden Dr. Dre is the G Thang

But on his old album cover he was a she-thang

So nigga please, nigga please, don't step to deez

Motherfuckin' real G's

[Cuts]

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless

Yo Dre, what's up

Boy you should have known by now

[Verse 2: Dresta]

Everyday it's a new rapper, claimin' to be dapper than the Dresta

Softer than a bitch but portray the role of gangsta

Ain't broke a law in your life

Yet every time you rap you yap about the guns and knife

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 niggas in Compton, Watts, and South Central

Never ever once have you ran with the turf

But yet in every verse claim you used to do the dirt

But tell me who's a witness, to your fuckin' work

So you never had no bid'ness, so save the drama, jerk

Niggas straight kill me, knowing that they pranksters

This is going out to you studio gangstas

See I did dirt, put in work, and many niggas can vouch that

So since I got stripes, I got the right to rap about that

But niggas like you, I gotta hate ya

Cause I'm just tired of suburbia niggas

Talking about they come from projects

Knowing you ain't seen the parts of the streets G

Think you started trying to bang around the time of the peace treaty

Wearing khakis and mob while you rhyme

Little fag, tried to sag, but you're flooding at the same time

And your set don't accept ya

Scared to kick it with your homies cause you know they don't respect ya

So nigga please, check nuts before ya step to these

Motherfuckin real G's

[Verse 3: B.G. Knocc Out]

Well, it's the Knocc Out, definition original baby gangsta

Approach me like you hard, motherfucker I'mma bank ya

Shank ya, with my fuckin' shank, if I have to

Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin' actors

Pranksters, studio gangstas, busters

But this time you're dealin' with some real motherfuckers

G's, nigga please, don't try to step

Cause if you do, then a pealed cap is all that would be left

See young niggas like me will break you off something

Claiming my city but, Dre, you ain't from Compton

Niggas like y'all is what I call wannabes

And ain't shit compared to real motherfuckin G's

[Cuts]

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless

Yo Dre, what's up

Boy you should have known by now

[Verse 4: Eazy-E]

I never met a O.G. who never did shit wrong

You tried to diss the Eazy-E, so now nigga it's on

You and your Doggy Dogg, think that y'all hoggin' shit

Both of you bitches, can come and suck my Doggy dick

Beating up a bitch don't make you shit, but then again

Some niggas think it makes a man

Damn it's a trip how a nigga could switch so quick

From wearin' lipstick, to smoking on chronic at picnics

And now you think you're bigger

But to me you ain't nothing but a bitch-ass nigga

That ain't worth a food stamp

And at Death Row, I hear you're getting treated like boot camp

Gotta follow your sergeant's directions

Or get your ass popped with the Smith & Wesson

Learn a lesson from the Eaze

Stay in your place and don't step to real motherfuckin G's

[Cuts]

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless

Yo Dre, what's up

Boy you should have known by now

[Outro]

Boy you should have known by now: Eazy Duz It

• Artist:Eazy-E
• Album:It's On (Dr. Dre) 187um Killa (1993)