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  2. Ole School Shit
2009-07-23

Ole School Shit

Hey, yella , kick that shit, 199 muthaf**kin' E The muthaf**kin year of the real muthaf**kin' G's And we gonna do this shit like this Nigga eva deadly, ya just don't know who ya f**kin' wit So I suggest get in ya shit and keep truckin' bitch Before I get my gat ya pressure case Blast, blast I leave my gang bang layin' on ya face I tattooed Dre name on my chest Cross it out just another nigga that I X-ed, huh And you won't see R.I.P., you'll see P.N.D. A punk nigga deceased, yeah And the bitch that was yours will be mine buddy All because ya woofed on a nigga that was nutty And I had to make an example Nigga thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample Of a nigga with street wise reality That don't give a f**k type Compton mentality I stare back death right in the face Contemplate my last day on and everyday base 'Cause a nigga 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**k about me droppin' Threw me tears, I hope I'm in the casket face down So all you muthaf**kaz can kiss my black a*s now And f**k all that cryin' all night Just be happy that I'm rid of this f**ked up life Yeah, and now you see you can't handle me I give a shout to Tonel and the Ruthless f**kin Family Out wit the old in with the muthaf**kin' new But check dis shit out I got somebody for ya bitch Muthaf**ka Now it's about time for the Sylk to speak Check dat a*s last weak You off the chronic and you tweak Speak when I feel 'Cause I'm as real as they come, I'm a bitch with a gun Neva run ain't for none, so step, step up if ya wanna test ya luck trick, sister like Sylk Don't really giva a f**k bitch Punk bitches wanna step phony speak howdy doody I make ya self break ya self bitch you neva new me Yours truly no longer layin' in the cut, steady f**kin' shit up Neva see me shakin' my butt, I strut like a gangsta, bitch No, not a pranksta bitch, I'm quick to gank a bitch trick Peep game at this bitch as I shoot this gangsta, bitch Steppin' rollin' wit da Ruthless The R U T H L E double S, yo it's the nigga knocc out Claim the block so nigga what's next? Try to step and flex And get wrecked like a mac truck, I'm kickin', tah spittin' This funky shit to make a quick phat buck I'm doggin' a dog you s*ckaz can't talk bout tip flip I rip shit I'm stressin', 'Damn 'Cause', 'Pick It Back Up' Chillin up in the studio with the Ruthless Family f**k 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 shit is Chronic but to me it's more like stress Or should I say make my shit 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 muthaf**ka come and f**k wit me Come on, come on This is just a little something to keep ya a*s in check Ruthless muthaf**kin' Family ya still in effect Ruthless muthaf**kin' Family ya still in effect Ruthless muthaf**kin' Family ya still in effect This is just a little something to keep ya a*s in check Ruthless muthaf**kin' Family, 'Kick That Shit' Jealousy is a muthaf**ka when your the man With the other hand I don't give a shit, clock a grip like no other can Wanna be like me be a G like me but I'm the nigga that made a G Outta the bitch 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**kin' E Now claimin' you a G, how does it feel to be me?