[Lil Eazy:] I heard the streets been talking He keeps saying my name, that nigga game gon be layin in his coffin I'm a muthaphuckin prince of Compton First and last Don't make me the first to blast You the type I would murk and laugh Cause youse the phony Walkin like you was the homie Knowin damn well you was never close to E Jacion who the hell you supposed to be On my block I got homies who compose to squeeze And have a muthufucka layin face down to the streetz Certified G and I didn't have to pay for that Knowin E brought ya all ya little fame in rap I drop sixteen and I'm gettin paid for rap
(He don't write his own raps)
How lame is that You sound just like a bitch when she start to bleed You gonna have a nigga trippin once he spark this weed The old E keep a nigga straight fuck that vodka Can't waste time dealin with this punk impostas Had to holla at the doctors so we know what's poppin Lil E is the name and I'm coming from Compton
[Lil Eazy:] Real recognize real my nigga Youse to be a strippa in the club, cause you ain't no killa Loc nigga to the death note and said I claim In the hood homies action never said you bang If I can change a motherfucker in the new york minute You're from compton, but keep puttin new york in it I'm a west-coast nigga I get respect from both The tattoo on your arm is disrespectful loc Gotta smoke cause this nigga keep working my nerves I'm a headed butterfly in his face on a curve Get served try to hit me with a come-back verse Already known in the streets I'm a come back worse The truth hurts And I hate to expose yo homie Before the game tha nickname it was dosha homie He's a phony and a fake can't relate to E Certified and I'm coming from the C.P.TTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
