[Intro:]
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Compton.
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Compton.
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Compton.
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Real Muthafuckin' G's...
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Real Muthafuckin' G's...
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Real Muthafuckin' G's...
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[Verse 1:]
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Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper track
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& it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
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& let that real shit provoke, see you's a wanna be 'loc
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& you'll get smoked & I hope that your fans understand
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When you talk about playin' me, the same records that you makin' is payin' me
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Muthafuck Dre
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Muthafuck Snoop
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Muthafuck Death Row
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Yo & here comes my left blow
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'cause I'm the E A Z Y E & this is the season
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To let the Real Muthafuckin' G's in
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Your like a kid, you found a puppy, now your dapper,
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But tell me where the fuck you found that anorexic rapper
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Talkin' about who you gonnna' squabble wit & who you shoot
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Your only 60 pounds when your wet & wearin' boots
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{Damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day}
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But Dre Day only meant Eazy's pay day
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All of a sudden Dr. Dre is a G thing,
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But on his old album covers he was a she thing
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So nigga please, nigga please don't step to these muthafuckin' real G's
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[Stop him in his tracks & show him I'm ruthless]
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Yo Dre. "what's up? [bang]
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Every day it's a new rapper, claimin' to be dapper then the Dresta,
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Softer than a bitch but portray the role of gangsta,
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Ain't broke a law in your life, yet every time you rap you yap about the guns & knifes
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Just take a good look at the nigga & you'll capture
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The fact, that the bastard is simply just an actor,
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Who mastered the bang & the slang & the Mental
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Of niggas in Compton, Watts & South Central
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Never ever once have you ran with the turf,
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But yet in every verse claim you used to do the dirt,
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But tell me who's a witness to your fuckin' work,
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See you never had no business, so save the drama jerk,
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Niggas straight kill me knowin' that they pranksters,
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This is goin' out to you studio gangsters,
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See I did dirt, put in work & many niggas can vouch that,
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So since I got stripes I got the right to rap about that,
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But niggas like you, I gotta hate you
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Cause I'm just tired of Suburbian Niggas talkin' about they come from projects
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knowin' you ain't seen the parts of the streets G
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Think you start tryin' to bang around the time of the peace treaty
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Wearin' khaki's & mob while you rhyme, little fag tried to sag,
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But you frontin' at the same time & your set don't accept you,
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Scared to kick it with your homies 'cause you know they don't respect you
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So nigga please check nuts before you step to these, muthafuckin' real G's.
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[Verse 3:]
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Well, it's the Knocc Out, definition original baby gangsta
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Approach me like you hard, muthafucker I'm a bank ya
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Shank ya, with my fuckin' shank, if I hafta
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Dr. Dre an' Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin' actors
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Pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
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But this time your dealin' with some real muthafuckers
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G's, nigga please, don't try to step
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'cause if you do, then a peeled cap is all that would be left
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See young niggas like me will break you off somethin'
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Claimin' my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
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Niggas like y'all is what I call wanna be's
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& ain't shit compared to Real Muthafuckin' G's.
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Stop him in his tracks & show him I'm Ruthless
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Yo Dre. "What's up?" [bang]
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I never met a OG who never did shit wrong
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You tried to diss the Eazy-E so now nigga it's on
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You & your Doggy Dogg, think that yall hoggin' shit
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Both of you bitches, can come and suck my doggy dick
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Beatin' up a bitch don't make you shit, but then again some niggas
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Think it makes a man, damn it's a trip.
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How a nigga can switch so quick from wearin' lipstick?
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To smokin' on Chronic at picnics & now you think your bigger
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But to me you ain't nothin' but a bitch... ass nigga
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That ain't worth a food stamp,
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& at Death Row, I hear your gettin' treated like boot camp
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Gotta follow your sergeant's directions, or get your ass
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Punked with the Smith & Wesson, learn a lesson from the E
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Stay in your place & don't step to Real Muthafuckin' G's.
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Stop him in his tracks & show |