No More
oleh: Eazy E


[Female: We're sitting here with Eazy E]

Believe that

[Female: How are you doing ?]

Allright

[Female: So Eazy tell me how was your life as a youngster ?]

Verse One: Eazy E

Ruthless my style as a juvenile

Ran with a gang slanged in the meanwhile

Bankin I specialized in gankin

whites Mexicans brothers and others

Daily it's all about comin up

Makin sure no punks are runnin up

[Eazy E: Because I'm a gangster havin fun]

Strapped with a gat when I'm walkin through Compton

Terrible, I never listened to my mother

It went in one ear, and out the other

Ran my gang, sold undercover

Call a girl out a name, yo I ain't no lover

I'm a pimp, mack daddy, lookin for the dollar

At thirteen I bought a six-fo' Impala

Rollin, and runnin from the police

Brother don't you know you can't trust a thief

or thug, convict, hoodlum or criminal

Leave your car open, gank for your stereo

Hard and raw, no regard for the law

[Female: Eazy E, were you ever caught slipping?]

Hell no! Just trippin off 8-ball

And girls ain't nothin but female dogs to me

Bitches! I'm sorry for that verse

It's in my nature, I gotta curse

out anybody gettin on my nerves

You get beat, ganked, broke and served

So... you know who I am

and if you don't like it, I really don't give a damn

[Female: Hmm, I see, so you're rather violent?]

Sometimes

[Female: Ok, what would be the situation when you so-called "gank"

somebody?]

Verse Two: Eazy-E

Wait... for some people to leave

I got another trick up my sleeve

Step with pep to the back of the house

Look then... all the lights are out

Grabbed the door a







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