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still fuckem - eazy-e lyrics

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[intro: paperboy]
aye e, aye e, check this out man
you-you
you really need to let these n-ggas, you know what i mean?
what-what really down and when it—you know what i mean?
when all this sh-t jumped off, n-gga
this your n-gga paperboy, n-gga
don’t—don’t—come on, n-gga, it’s me, n-gga (gangsta, gangsta)
tell the n-ggas, don’t—hold sh-t back
let a mothaf-cka really know, n-gga

[verse 1: eazy-e]
it’s ’95, and sh-t don’t stop (don’t stop)
no justice, no peace, so motherf-ck a cop (f-ck a cop)
f-ckin’ with n-ggas for no godd-mn reason
so it’s 187 on all pigs all season
you ain’t no mothaf-ckin’ robocop
i got bullets that your mothaf-ckin’ vest won’t stop (don’t stop)
so catch me if you mothaf-ckin’ can
i said, “f-ck the police”, in ’89, didn’t ya understand?
and sh-t ain’t changed, sh-t still the same, blowin’ out brains
whips and chains, and i’ll be d-mned if i be slaved
livin’ in a cage, 3 strikes and i’m out, sh-t, y’all could save it
now i’m off in the liquor store
mothaf-ckas layin’ dead all on the mothaf-ckin’ floor
f-ck it, add 2 more

[interlude: paperboy]
aye cray, aye e, lay these n-ggas down man
let ’em know what time it is

[verse 2: the genie]
these n-ggas don’t wanna picture me
the 50 birds, the half mill’
the hotel got the flu
i swear they sick of me
n-ggas, don’t want to let them eat
watch out for the pick
the last magician, pulled his slip
he end up bl–dy as a b-tch
these haters, they can’t hold me
don’t wanna know me
they live they life for free
i’m picking up the whole key
n-gga, watch it stack slowly
i rose from the old town (uh)
then built a house underground
and live like stevie wonder now, n-gga
i want the cash that they don’t see
forever ball, f-ck your b-tch leave my worry, and it’s on
but now, she poppin’ don cause she want p
n-gga, just call the bet and i’ll take it up
that’s enough cash, now break it up

[chorus: paperboy]
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas want a g like me
a n-gga a, b, and c, like eaze, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas wanna tour like me
ride bentley, cruise the world like me, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas want a floss like mine
they want rolex that costs like mine, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas wanna blow my trees
and drop the rag on the ‘rari like eaze, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em

[verse 3: eazy-e]
now batter batter, swing, batter
5 strikes on my head and it really don’t matter (haha)
and i don’t give a f-ck (give a f-ck)
if it wasn’t for bad, i wouldn’t have no luck
now all the cops about to pull me over
and i’m rolling in a g, that’s a stolen range rover

[verse 4: phalos mode]
n-gga, now, watch when i get loose
a n-gga dip through, it’s that camera on pitch blue
i’m scr-ping in the six-deuce (woo)
scanners in the city, ’cause them po’s is loco
i got the weight up on the scale, that’s from the white to coco
did, did n-ggas, tresp-ssed for dough, i had a motor scope
that’s why the choppers finna take you to chicago, ho
i heard this time in the bubble game sh-t
that’s when the trouble came
snitches infiltrating, got the game deflating, yeah
they wonder why it’s yellow tape and askin’ if he breathin’, n-gga
’cause if it is, then my k!llas ain’t leaving
but how can i get cash? uh, it’s straight political
tuck me 18 birds so that if sh-t gets critical
i’m from the usa, but i’m on my way to cuba, mane
i heard there’s less chitter chatter and the p-ssy way fatter, uh
catch me on the dock, hound birds, don’t make ’em scatter
bullets from the ak, they still go rata-tata
6 double os that stretch, n-gga, we playing catch
30,00 feet with my pilot, balling and playing chess
i’m on my knees, lord, forgiveness for real
i’m asking god if he will shed his blood on my steel, n-gga

[chorus: paperboy]
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas want a g like me
a n-gga a, b, and c, like eaze, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas wanna tour like me
ride bentley, cruise the world like me, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas want a floss like mine
they want rolex that costs like mine, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas wanna blow my trees
and drop the rag on the ‘rari like eaze, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas want a g like me
a n-gga a, b, and c, like eaze, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas wanna tour like me
ride bentley, cruise the world like me, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas want a floss like mine
they want rolex that costs like mine, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em
these n-ggas wanna blow my trees
and drop the rag on the ‘rari like eaze, but, n-gga
still f-ck ’em

[outro: phalos mode]
yeah, eazy mothaf-cking e
and that real n-gga paperboy
uh, and me? i’m phalos mode
rhythm d on the track, biatch

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