Still A Nigga Lyrics

Straight off tha streets of Compton
Dedicated and by most s*ckas, hated
But I got something I want you mutha f**kas to know
I really don't give a f**k, hahaha

Niggaz ain't shit in the 90's I don't trust 'em
And bitches on my d**k but they ain't shit so mutha f**k 'em
Eazy knows what's up 'cuz, see he really don't give a f**k
'Cuz it don't concern me if don't pertain to money or a nut

But then again I talk to a few of my friends
Nine times outta ten 'bout some endz or some skinz
'Cuz I'm tha type of nigga that gotta have it like a rabbit
Rappn' is my hustle, bustn ho's is a habbit

I stab it like a true no good nigga should
I do it the way a down og nigga would and now niggaz know
Eric wright ain't no busta, another platnium cut from tha Compton
Thugsta, my name is Eazy-E

Eazy muthaf**ken, a real nigga
Born and raised in mutha f**kn Compton
This ones dedicated to you busta a*s niggaz
You know who you are smoke a fat a*s joint to this bitch

I don't think I'm all this or that but I'm all me original gangsta
E-a-z-y-e down from tha jump now I'm ending with tha bizya
Still rollin' in my 6-4 on them thizangs
Do wicked shit, 'cuz shit is wicked on the streetz

And from what my eyes see the wickedness
Will never cease
Bitches on my d**k and ya know I'm running y'all

So ya just sold your soul to tha mutha f**kn Devils son in law
Wicked as could be Eazy-E got tha flow
Leaving a smell of death on tha row for sure
(Or show)
And a ho can't make me or break me
But she can take me to a motel and work a niggaz smell
'Cuz I'm Eazy-E

Yeah, s*ck on these nutz mutha f**ka's
Get with tha real and quit faking tha funk
And oh, yeah, stay off my d**k, haha, really
Doe, hahaha

I let my demons loose when I hit tha 8 juice
And I leave a trail of stiff's when I'm high off of a spliffs
Niggaz talk shit so I talk a lot of shit too
Niggaz want diss f**k them and their whole crew

In fact nigga thank ya for stocking a niggaz bank up, yeah
I'm living swell but I'm gangsta like dresta,
No, not tha doctor, physician or the MD, dresta's
An og doc is a phony

Only the real, real can chill with me and tha rest can f**k with E
'Cuz I'm tha og that'll bring ya down
Tha Devils son in law king of, tha underground
Good to go with tha flow that I throw

Giving ya more to let a mutha f**ka know
That I can get wreck on tha set
And make ya slow, 'cuz, yeah know I ain't a joke
I'm a mutha f**kn loc and my name is Eazy-E

Eazy mutha f**kn' but you bitches can just call me E.
A real nigga from tha cpt.
kickn' a*s and asking questions later, oh
Yeah, don't get smoked loc and I'm out, mutha f**ka's

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