ole school shit lyrics – eazy-e

[eazy e:]
hey yella
lick that sh*t
nineteen ninety motherf*cking e
the motherf*cking year
of the real motherf*cking g’s
and we gonna do this sh*t like this…

[gangsta dresta]
n*gg* eva deadly
ya just don’t know who ya f*ckin’ wit
so i suggest get in ya sh*t and keep truckin’ b*tch
before i get my gat ya pressure case
blast, blast i leave my gang bang layin’ on ya face
i tattoe dre name on my chest
cross it out just another n*gg* that i x-ed huh
and you won’t see r.i.p.
you’ll see p.n.d.
a punk n*gg* deceased yeah
and the b*tch that was yours will be mine buddy
all because ya woofed on a n*gg* that was nutty
and i had to make an example
n*gg* thinks i’m crazy now but that was just a sample
of a n*gg* with street wise reality
that don’t give a f*ck type compton mentality
i stare back death right in the face
contemplate my last day on and everyday base
cause a n*gg* neva 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 neva gave a f*ck about me droppin’
threw me tears
i hope i’m in the casket face down
so all you m*th*f*ckers can kiss my black *ss now
and f*ck all that cryin’ all night
just be happy that i’m rid of this f*cked up life
yeah, and now you see you can’t handle me
i give a shout to tonel and the ruthless f*ckin family.

out wit the old in with the m*th*f*ckin’ new
but check dis sh*t out i got somebody for ya b*tch…

now it’s about time for the sylk to speak
check dat *ss 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*tch with a gun
neva 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*ck b*tch
punk b*tches wanna step phony speak howdy doody
i make ya self break ya self b*tch you neva new me
yours truly no longer layin’ in the cut
steady f*ckin’ sh*t up
neva see me shakin’ my *ss i strut
like a gangsta b*tch no not a pranksta b*tch
i’m quick to gank a b*tch trick
peep game at this b*tch as i shoot this
gangsta b*tch steppin’ rollin’ wit da ruthless.

[b.g. knocc out]
the r u t h l e double s
yo it’s the n*gg* knocc out
claim the block so n*gg* whats next
try to step and flex and get wrecked like a mac truck
i’m kickin’, tah spittin’ this funky sh*t to make a quick phat buck
i’m d*gg*n’ a dog you suckers can’t talk bout tip flip i rip sh*t
i’m stressin’ “d*mn cuz”, “pick it back up”
chillin up in the studio
with the ruthless family
f*ck the death row posse
yo them fools cannot 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*t is chronic but to me it’s more like stress
or should i say make my sh*t 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 m*th*f*cker come & f*ck wit me.

“come on”, “come on”
“this is just a little something to keep ya *ss in check
ruthless muthaf*ckin’ family ya still in effect”(x3)
“this is just a little something to keep ya *ss in check
ruthless muthaph*kkin’ family” “kick that sh*t”

jealousy is a m*th*f*cker when your the man
with the other hand i don’t give a sh*t
clock a grip like no other can
wanna be like me be a g like me
but i’m the n*gg* that made a g
outta the b*tch d r eazy
i was the captain
dre was my sidekick
everything was cool
till he wanted to get what i get
any other real g eazy muthaf*ckin’ e
now claimin’ you a g
how does it feel to be me

/ eazy e lyrics