Eazy-E – Real Muthaphuckkin G’s (Music Video)

Eazy-E – Real Muthap***kkin G’s music video feat. Dresta and B.G. Knocc Out. (4K)

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This track peaked at #42 on the U.S. Billboard Hot 100 chart, becoming Eazy-E’s highest charting single as a solo artist. The track debuts brothers B.G. Knocc Out and Dresta, protégés of Eazy-E.

Lyrics:

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Real m****phu***in G’s…
Real m****phu***in G’s…
Real m****phu***in G’s…

[Eazy-E]
Hey Yo doctor, here’s another proper track
And it’s phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
And let that real s*** provoke, see you’s a wannabe ‘loc
And you’ll get smoked and I hope that your fans understand
When you talk about spraying me, the same records that you makin’ is paying me
M*****f*** Dre
M*****f*** Snoop
M*****f*** Death Row
Yo, and here comes my left blow
’cause I’m the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
To let the Real m****phu***in G’s in, you’re like a kid
You found a pup and now you’re dapper,
But tell me where the f*** you found an anorexic rapper?
Talking ’bout who you gon’ squabble with and who you shoot
You’re only 60 pounds when you’re wet and wearing boots
Damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only meant Eazy’s payday
All of a sudden Dr. Dre is a G thing,
But on his old album covers he was a she thing
So n**** please, n**** please don’t step to these m****phu***in’ real G’s

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless
Yo, Dre, what’s up? Boy you should’ve known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless
Yo, Dre, what’s up? Boy you should’ve known by now

[Dresta]
Every day it’s a new rapper, claiming to be dapper than the Dresta,
Softer then a b**** but portray the role of gangster,
Ain’t broke a law in your life, yet every time you rap
You yap about the guns and knife, just take a good look
At the n****, and you’ll capture the fact,
That the b****** is simply just an actor,
Who mastered the bang and the slang and the Mental,
Of n***** in Compton, Watts, and South Central
Never ever once have you ran with the turf,
But yet in every verse you claim you used to do the dirt,
But tell me who’s a witness to your f***ing work,
So you never handle business,
So save the drama j***,
n***** straight kill me knowing that they pranksters,
This is going out to you studio gangsters,
See I did dirt, put in work, and many n***** can vouch that,
So since I got stripes I got the right to rap about that,
But n***** like you
I gotta hate you, ’cause I’m just tired of suburbia n*****
Talking about they come from projects
Knowing you ain’t seen the parts of the streets G
Think you started tryna bang around the time of the peace treaty
Wearing khakis and mob while you rhyme, little f** tried to sag,
But you’re flooding at the same time,
And your set don’t accept you, scared to kick it with your homies
’cause you know they don’t respect you,
So n**** please check nuts before you step to these, m****phu***in real G’s

[B.G. Knocc Out]
Well, it’s the Knocc Out, definition original baby gangster
Approach me like you hard, m****phu***er I’mma bank you
Shank you, with my f***ing shank, if I have to
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg are f***ing actors
Pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
But this time you’re dealing with some real m****phu***ers
G’s, n**** please, don’t try to step
Because if you do, and I peeled cap is all that would be left
See, young n***** like me will break you off something,
Claiming my city, but, Dre, you ain’t from Compton
n***** like you all is what I call wannabes
And ain’t s*** compared to real m****phu***in’ G’s

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless
Yo, Dre, what’s up?
Boy, you should’ve known by now

[Eazy-E]
I never met an OG who never did s*** wrong
You tried to diss the Eazy-E so now, n****, it’s on you and your Doggy Dogg,
Think that you all hoggin’ s***
Both of you b****** can come and suck my Doggy d***
Beating up a b**** don’t make you s***,
But then again some n***** think it makes a man,
Damn it’s a trip
How a n**** could switch so quick from wearing lipstick
To smoking on Chronic at picnics, and now you think you’re bigger
But to me you ain’t nothing but a b****-**s n****
That ain’t worth a food stamp, and at
Death Row, I hear you’re getting treated like boot camp
Gotta follow your sergeant’s directions, or get your a**
Popped with this Smith and Wesson,
Learn a lesson from the Eaz’
Stay in your place and don’t step to Real m****phu***in G’s

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless!
Yo, Dre
Boy you should have known by now..
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless!
Yo, Dre
Boy you should have known by now…
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless!
Yo, Dre
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it.
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