Song | Just Tah Let U Know |
Artist | Eazy-E |
Album | Str8 Off Tha Streetz Of Muthaphukkin Compton |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Eazy E, Pace, Trotter | |
... [eazy] ... [e] | |
... [eazy] ... [e] | |
[padapapow] [eazy] [padapapow] [e] | |
[padapapow] [eazy] [padapapow] [e] (keeps on repeating) | |
Verse one: | |
It's that man comin up from that land of tha c-p-t | |
("what's my mother****in name?" - snoop) eazy-e | |
Comin thru with a big lick for '94 | |
Showin alla y'all them true-ass gangsta flows | |
So bow-wow bow-wow the big dog's in town | |
And them guts is the only thing a nigga pound | |
Laid back as i blow a fat sack | |
Hittin switches for them bitches, hittin corners in a cadillac | |
So take a ride on tha ruthless side | |
With the e to the a-z-y | |
That nigga makin more off yo hits than you do | |
You fools, need to recognize this crew when i roll through | |
Tryin to speak up on tha og, nigga you don't know me | |
Break em off these nuts lil wanna-be | |
Cause i peel caps if need be | |
And ain't nothin you gonna bring don't see me | |
Just tah let u know... | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
One more time for the rhyme again | |
Comin from the c-o-m-p-t-o-n | |
Just tah let u know | |
Just tah let u know | |
Verse two: | |
It's the e comin up from the gank | |
So nigga let me ride all the way to the bank | |
Coz ain't nuthin on my mind but the gips | |
Gotta have a grip, run a nigga dip | |
Back to the pass on the compton streetz | |
Where the niggaz get beat when us gangstas meet | |
And fools gettin mad coz they can't ride like i ride | |
Front n back, dippin side to side | |
And it's been like that since i was a bg | |
"it's the e," that's what they scream when they see me | |
Mama said every day is like this | |
Fools screamin that i put em in a twist | |
Thought you had it bad, isn't really all good | |
If the homies only knew in the hood | |
That you was gettin done like a two dollar hoe | |
It's just a lil something from the e tah let u know... | |
Chorus | |
Verse three: | |
It's still the c-p-t, nuthin more, nuthin less | |
On a quest to put that bomb in my chest | |
Coz them busta-ass niggaz can't see what i'm sayin | |
They think the e be playin [what ?] | |
But i ain't givin up nuthin but this glock in yo mouth | |
So recognize that and get yo punk ass knocked out | |
So if you wanna ride nigga jump on in | |
Sip a cup o' gin. ain't no friends when it come to ends | |
So no hard feelings when you niggaz be dealin | |
With the original compton criminal | |
Coz the only thing poppin is a snaps | |
And ain't no fun when a nigga be tap perhaps | |
But a nigga like the e ain't trippin though | |
I'm just here tah let u niggaz know... | |
[chorus] | |
[insert:] | |
You have your own freedom of choice | |
So you do what the **** you feel like doin | |
Take it from me, that streetwise mother****er named eazy e |
zuo ci : Eazy E, Pace, Trotter | |
... eazy ... e | |
... eazy ... e | |
padapapow eazy padapapow e | |
padapapow eazy padapapow e keeps on repeating | |
Verse one: | |
It' s that man comin up from that land of tha cpt | |
" what' s my mother in name?" snoop eazye | |
Comin thru with a big lick for ' 94 | |
Showin alla y' all them trueass gangsta flows | |
So bowwow bowwow the big dog' s in town | |
And them guts is the only thing a nigga pound | |
Laid back as i blow a fat sack | |
Hittin switches for them bitches, hittin corners in a cadillac | |
So take a ride on tha ruthless side | |
With the e to the azy | |
That nigga makin more off yo hits than you do | |
You fools, need to recognize this crew when i roll through | |
Tryin to speak up on tha og, nigga you don' t know me | |
Break em off these nuts lil wannabe | |
Cause i peel caps if need be | |
And ain' t nothin you gonna bring don' t see me | |
Just tah let u know... | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
One more time for the rhyme again | |
Comin from the compton | |
Just tah let u know | |
Just tah let u know | |
Verse two: | |
It' s the e comin up from the gank | |
So nigga let me ride all the way to the bank | |
Coz ain' t nuthin on my mind but the gips | |
Gotta have a grip, run a nigga dip | |
Back to the pass on the compton streetz | |
Where the niggaz get beat when us gangstas meet | |
And fools gettin mad coz they can' t ride like i ride | |
Front n back, dippin side to side | |
And it' s been like that since i was a bg | |
" it' s the e," that' s what they scream when they see me | |
Mama said every day is like this | |
Fools screamin that i put em in a twist | |
Thought you had it bad, isn' t really all good | |
If the homies only knew in the hood | |
That you was gettin done like a two dollar hoe | |
It' s just a lil something from the e tah let u know... | |
Chorus | |
Verse three: | |
It' s still the cpt, nuthin more, nuthin less | |
On a quest to put that bomb in my chest | |
Coz them bustaass niggaz can' t see what i' m sayin | |
They think the e be playin what ? | |
But i ain' t givin up nuthin but this glock in yo mouth | |
So recognize that and get yo punk ass knocked out | |
So if you wanna ride nigga jump on in | |
Sip a cup o' gin. ain' t no friends when it come to ends | |
So no hard feelings when you niggaz be dealin | |
With the original compton criminal | |
Coz the only thing poppin is a snaps | |
And ain' t no fun when a nigga be tap perhaps | |
But a nigga like the e ain' t trippin though | |
I' m just here tah let u niggaz know... | |
chorus | |
insert: | |
You have your own freedom of choice | |
So you do what the you feel like doin | |
Take it from me, that streetwise mother er named eazy e |
zuò cí : Eazy E, Pace, Trotter | |
... eazy ... e | |
... eazy ... e | |
padapapow eazy padapapow e | |
padapapow eazy padapapow e keeps on repeating | |
Verse one: | |
It' s that man comin up from that land of tha cpt | |
" what' s my mother in name?" snoop eazye | |
Comin thru with a big lick for ' 94 | |
Showin alla y' all them trueass gangsta flows | |
So bowwow bowwow the big dog' s in town | |
And them guts is the only thing a nigga pound | |
Laid back as i blow a fat sack | |
Hittin switches for them bitches, hittin corners in a cadillac | |
So take a ride on tha ruthless side | |
With the e to the azy | |
That nigga makin more off yo hits than you do | |
You fools, need to recognize this crew when i roll through | |
Tryin to speak up on tha og, nigga you don' t know me | |
Break em off these nuts lil wannabe | |
Cause i peel caps if need be | |
And ain' t nothin you gonna bring don' t see me | |
Just tah let u know... | |
Chorus: repeat 2x | |
One more time for the rhyme again | |
Comin from the compton | |
Just tah let u know | |
Just tah let u know | |
Verse two: | |
It' s the e comin up from the gank | |
So nigga let me ride all the way to the bank | |
Coz ain' t nuthin on my mind but the gips | |
Gotta have a grip, run a nigga dip | |
Back to the pass on the compton streetz | |
Where the niggaz get beat when us gangstas meet | |
And fools gettin mad coz they can' t ride like i ride | |
Front n back, dippin side to side | |
And it' s been like that since i was a bg | |
" it' s the e," that' s what they scream when they see me | |
Mama said every day is like this | |
Fools screamin that i put em in a twist | |
Thought you had it bad, isn' t really all good | |
If the homies only knew in the hood | |
That you was gettin done like a two dollar hoe | |
It' s just a lil something from the e tah let u know... | |
Chorus | |
Verse three: | |
It' s still the cpt, nuthin more, nuthin less | |
On a quest to put that bomb in my chest | |
Coz them bustaass niggaz can' t see what i' m sayin | |
They think the e be playin what ? | |
But i ain' t givin up nuthin but this glock in yo mouth | |
So recognize that and get yo punk ass knocked out | |
So if you wanna ride nigga jump on in | |
Sip a cup o' gin. ain' t no friends when it come to ends | |
So no hard feelings when you niggaz be dealin | |
With the original compton criminal | |
Coz the only thing poppin is a snaps | |
And ain' t no fun when a nigga be tap perhaps | |
But a nigga like the e ain' t trippin though | |
I' m just here tah let u niggaz know... | |
chorus | |
insert: | |
You have your own freedom of choice | |
So you do what the you feel like doin | |
Take it from me, that streetwise mother er named eazy e |