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Oliver Kalkofe

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[Intro: loud booming voice that echoes]Comp-ton.. Comp-ton.. Comp-ton[quiet voice that whispers]Real muthaphuckkin G's...Real muthaphuckkin G's...Real Muthaphuckkin G's...[Verse One: Eazy-E]Hey yo Doctor, here's another proper trackand it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piperAnd let that real shit provokeSo youse a wannabe 'loc, and you'll get smoked, and I hopethat your fans understand when you talk about playin meThe same records that you makin is payin meMotherfuck Dre, Motherfuck Snoop, Motherfuck Death RowYo, and here comes my left blowCause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E and, this is the seasonto let the real motherfuckin G's inYou're like a kid you found a pup and now you're dapperBut tell me where the fuck ya found a anorexic rapper?Talkin about who you gon squabble with and who you shootYou're only 60 pounds when you're wet and wearin boots(Damn E, they tried to fade you on "Dre Day")But "Dre Day" only make Eazy's pay dayAll of a sudden Dr. Dre is the "G Thang"But on his old album cover he was a she thangSo nigga please, nigga please, don't step to deezmotherfuckin real G's!"Yo Dre, what's up?" {*bang*}"Boy you should have known by now..""Yo Dre, what's up?" {*bang*}"Boy you should have known by now.."[Verse Two: Dresta]Everyday it's a new rapper, claimin to be dapper than the DrestaSofter than a bitch, but portray the role of gangstaAin't broke a law in your lifeYet every time you rap you yap about the guns and knifeJust take a good look at the, nigga and you'll capturethe fact that the bastard, is simply just an actorwho mastered the bang and the slang and the mentalof niggaz in Compton, Watts, and South CentralNever ever once have you ran with the turfBut yet in every verse claim you used to do the dirtBut tell me who's a witness, to your fuckin workSo you never had no bi'ness, so save the drama jerkNiggaz straight kill me, knowin that they prankstersThis is going out to you studio gangstasSee I did dirt, put in work, and many niggaz can vouch thatSo since I got stripes, I got the right to rap about that!But niggaz like you, I gotta hate yaCause I'm just tired of suburbian niggaz talkin about they come from projectsKnowin, you ain't seen the parts of the streets GThink you started tryin to bang around the time of the peace treatyWearin khakis and mob while you rhymeLittle fag, tried to sag, but you're floodin at the same, timeAnd your set don't accept yaScared to kick it with your homies cuz you know they don't respect yaSo nigga please, check nuts before ya step to deezmotherfuckin real G's[Verse Three: B.G. Knocc Out]Welllllllll.. it's the Knocc Out, definition orginal baby gangstaApproach me like you hard, motherfucker I'ma bank yaShank ya, with my fuckin shank, if I havetaDr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin actorsPranksters, studio gangstas, bustersBut this time you're dealin with some real motherfuckersG's, nigga please, don't try to stepcause if you do, then a pealed cap is all that would be leftSee young niggaz like me, will break ya off somthinClaimin my city, btu Dre you ain't from ComptonNiggaz like y'all is what I call wannabeezand ain't shit compared to real motherfuckin G's"Yo Dre, what's up?" {*bang*}[Verse Four: Eazy-E]I never met a O.G., who never did shit wrongYou tried to diss the Eazy-E, so now nigga it's onYou and your Doggy Dogg, think that y'all hoggin shitBoth of you bitches, can come and suck my doggy dickBeatin up a bitch don't make you shit, but then againsome niggaz think it makes a manDamn it's a trip how a nigga could switch so quickfrom wearin lipstick, to smokin on chronic at pic-nicsAnd now you think you're biggerBut to me you ain't nothin but a bitch-ass niggathat ain't worth a food stampAnd at Death Row, I hear you're gettin treated like boot campGotta follow your sergeant's directionsOr get your ass pumped with a Smith & WessonLearn a lesson from the E'sStay in your place and don't step to real motherfuckin G's![repeat 5X]"Yo Dre, what's up?" {*bang*}"Boy you should have known by now..""Yo Dre, what's up?" {*bang*}"Boy you should have known by now..""Yo Dre, what's up?" {*bang*}"Boy you should have known by now; Eazy-Duz-It"




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