Released: February 4, 2012
Songwriter: Yung Simmie
Producer: Dr. Dre
[Intro]
Aye real talk though, rest in peace to Eazy E man I did this for you
You feel me?
Where my raiders at, man?
[Verse 1]
Woke up quick, at about noon
Just thinking that I gotta this money soon
I got a blow [?] before the day begins
Before my mother starts bitchin'
About my friends
Hit the block
Damn, they went blind
Young nigga set tripping throwing gang signs (wha'?)
Ran up my house, to grab my clip
With the three-eighty on the side of my hip (yeah)
Ran outside, and pointed my weapon (huh?)
Just as I thought the fools kept steppin' (hah)
Ridin' with Purrp, hit the juice on the ride
And hop front back, inside the side
Of course I let the out pine play (play)
Bumpin' trill shit, wind up NWA
It was gangsta gangsta at top of the list
But I paid my own shit, it went somethin' like this
Cruisin' down the street with your main hoe (hoe?)
Mackin' the bitch, slappin' the hoe
Went to the park to get the scoot
But you know I can't kick it, without mine too (bumbumbum)
A car pulls up who can it be?
A clean man chevy with the [?]
He rolled down the window and started to say
"Nobody fucking with the, Raider Klan"
[Hook]
Cause the boys in the hood are always hard (yuh)
You come talking that shit, we'll pull your card (uh-huh!)
Doing nothin' in life but chase a bitch
Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit (hah!)
[Intermission]
Rest in peace to Eazy E man
Y'all want that gangsta shit, that's what I'm bringing my nigga
Yeah!
That's how we rockin'
That's how we rock it
(Heheh)
[Verse 2]
If a chick in my house she giving face
She said, my nigga O.J was on free [?Base?] (huh?)
The boy O.J was a homie of mine, 'til he set a nigga up
To cop with dyin'
Chase him up the streets to call a truce
The silly motherfucker pulled out a duce duce (what?)
Little did he know I had a loaded thirty eight (bumbumbum)
Wants a [?] dead, Blackland first paste
[Hook]
Cause the boys in the hood are always hard (yuh)
You come talking that shit, we'll pull your card (uh-huh!)
Doing nothin' in life but to chase a bitch
Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit (hah!)
[Outro]
(Yeah, yeah)
Rest in peace to Eazy E
Follow me at TheRealSimmie man, y'all want that gangsta shit
I'm bringing it, you feel me? (Heheh)
Aye real talk though, rest in peace to Eazy E man I did this for you
You feel me?
Where my raiders at, man?
[Verse 1]
Woke up quick, at about noon
Just thinking that I gotta this money soon
I got a blow [?] before the day begins
Before my mother starts bitchin'
About my friends
Hit the block
Damn, they went blind
Young nigga set tripping throwing gang signs (wha'?)
Ran up my house, to grab my clip
With the three-eighty on the side of my hip (yeah)
Ran outside, and pointed my weapon (huh?)
Just as I thought the fools kept steppin' (hah)
Ridin' with Purrp, hit the juice on the ride
And hop front back, inside the side
Of course I let the out pine play (play)
Bumpin' trill shit, wind up NWA
It was gangsta gangsta at top of the list
But I paid my own shit, it went somethin' like this
Cruisin' down the street with your main hoe (hoe?)
Mackin' the bitch, slappin' the hoe
Went to the park to get the scoot
But you know I can't kick it, without mine too (bumbumbum)
A car pulls up who can it be?
A clean man chevy with the [?]
He rolled down the window and started to say
"Nobody fucking with the, Raider Klan"
[Hook]
Cause the boys in the hood are always hard (yuh)
You come talking that shit, we'll pull your card (uh-huh!)
Doing nothin' in life but chase a bitch
Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit (hah!)
[Intermission]
Rest in peace to Eazy E man
Y'all want that gangsta shit, that's what I'm bringing my nigga
Yeah!
That's how we rockin'
That's how we rock it
(Heheh)
[Verse 2]
If a chick in my house she giving face
She said, my nigga O.J was on free [?Base?] (huh?)
The boy O.J was a homie of mine, 'til he set a nigga up
To cop with dyin'
Chase him up the streets to call a truce
The silly motherfucker pulled out a duce duce (what?)
Little did he know I had a loaded thirty eight (bumbumbum)
Wants a [?] dead, Blackland first paste
[Hook]
Cause the boys in the hood are always hard (yuh)
You come talking that shit, we'll pull your card (uh-huh!)
Doing nothin' in life but to chase a bitch
Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shit (hah!)
[Outro]
(Yeah, yeah)
Rest in peace to Eazy E
Follow me at TheRealSimmie man, y'all want that gangsta shit
I'm bringing it, you feel me? (Heheh)
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