Eazy-E - Real Muthafukkin G's

Clip de Eazy-E - Real Muthafukkin G's, en réponse au clip de Dr Dre, Dre Day (que je posterais apres ce clip là
^^)

Allez, écoutez ce bon son Old Skool :P


Lyrics :

[Intro :]
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Comp-ton

Ahhhhh,
REAL MUTHAFUKKIN G's
Ahhhhh,
REAL MUTHAFUKKIN G's
Ahhhhh,
REAL MUTHAFUKKIN G's

[Eazy-E]

[Verse 1 :]
Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper track
and it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
and let that real shit provoke, so you's a wanna be 'loc
and you'll get smoked and i hope that yer fans understand
when ya talk about sprayin me, the same records that ya
makin' is payin me
Motherfuck Dre
Motherfuck Snoop
Motherfuck Death Row
yo and here comes my left blow
'cuz i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
to let the Real motherfuckin G's in, ya like a kid ya
found a pup and now yer dapper, but tell me where the
fuck ya found an anorexic rapper
talkin 'bout who ya go squabble with and who ya shoot
you're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots

[Gansta Dresta :]
damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day

[Eazy-E :]
But Dre Day only meant Eazy's pay day
all of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang, but on his
old album covers he was a she thang
so Nigga please, Nigga please don't step to deez
motherfuckin' Real G's

(Yo Dre, whassup? *bang*
man you should of known by now...
Yo Dre, whassup? *bang*
man you should of known by now...)

[Gangsta Dresta :]

[Verse 2 :]
Everyday its a new rapper, claimin to be dapper then
the Dresta, softer then a bitch but portrayed the roll
gangster, ain't broke a law in yer life, yet every time you rap
you yap about the guns and knifes, just take a good look
at the Nigga, and you'll capture the fact, that the bastard is
simply just an actor, who mastered the bang and the slang
and the Mental, of Niggaz in Compton, wattz, and South Central
never ever once have you ran with the turf, yet in every verse you
claim you used to do the dirt, but tell me who's a witness
to your fuckin work, see ya never had no buiness, so
save the drama jerk, Niggaz straight kill me
knowin that they pranksters, this is going out to
you studio gangsters,see i did dirt, put in work, and
many Niggaz can vouch that, so since i got stripes
i got the right to rap about that, but Niggaz like you
i gotta hate ya, cos i'm just tired of Suburbian Niggaz talkin about
they comin from projects
knowin ya ain't seen the parts of the streets G
think ya started tryin to bang around the time of the peace treaty
wearin khackis and mob while ya rhyme, little fag
try to sag, but ya flooding at the same time,
and your set don't accecpt ya, so ya scared to kick it with yer homies
'cuz ya know they don't respect ya, So Nigga please check
nuts before ya step to deez, motherfuckin Real G's

[BG Knockout :]
Well, it the Knock Out, definition orginal baby gangster
approach me like you hard, motherfucker i'ma bank ya
shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if i havta
Dr Dre and Snoop Dogy Dogg are fuckin actors
pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
but this time yer dealin with some real motherfuckers
G's, Nigga please, don't try to step
because if ya do, then a pill cap is all that would be left
see, young Niggaz like me, will break ya off somethin,
claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggaz like ya'll is what i call Wanna be's it aint shit compared
to Real Motherfuckin' G's

(poppin on this track, we ruthless
Yo Dre, wassup *bang*)

[Eazy-E :]

[Verse 3 :]
I never met an OG who never did shit wrong
ya tried to dis the Eazy-E so now Nigga it's on you
and ya Doggy Dogg, think yer all honk and shit
both of you bitches, can come and suck my Doggy dick
beatin a bitch don't make ya shit, but then again some Niggaz
think it makes a man, Damn it's a trip
how a Nigga could switch so quick from wearin lipstick
to smokin on Chronic at picnics, and now ya think yer bigga
but to me you ain't nothin but a bitch ass Nigga
that ain't worth a food stamp, and at
Death Row, i hear yer gettin treated like Boot camp
gotta follow yer seargents directions, or get yer ass
pumped with a Smith and Wesson, learn a lesson from the Eaz
Stay in your place and don't step to Real motherfuckin G's

[Outro :]
(Yo Dre, Whassup? *bang*
dre should have known by now..
Yo Dre (whassup?) *Bang*
dre should have known by now...
Yo Dre (whassup)*bang*
dre should have known by now, Eazy duz it... )

# Posté le samedi 29 mars 2008 15:23

Modifié le samedi 29 mars 2008 15:45

DJ WarreN-WSG - 80's

DJ WarreN-WSG - 80's
Voilà ma premiere instru : 80's, faite avec FL Studio 8 (aujourdh'ui meme ^^)

80's

Dites-moi sérieusement ce ke vous en pensez please : )

PeaCe Kiss...

# Posté le samedi 29 mars 2008 15:07

Real Muthafukkin' G's Crip Walk ^^

Voilà un mix que j'ai fait de "Xzibit - Get Your Walk On" et de "ICe Cube ft. Mc Ren - Hello"
Et en vidéo C'est plusieurs vidéos de Crip Walk que j'ai pris sur le site de Xzibit

Bonne Continuation ^^

PeaCe...

# Posté le dimanche 23 mars 2008 12:05

Super AttaquanTTT

lol, voilà un vrai dur avec sa branche de c'risier xD (je sais aps kel arbre c'est....)

(mouvement de bras) WAPAaaa !! (hein, hein) xD
ca...y'en a aps bcp qui vont comprendre xD

# Posté le samedi 01 mars 2008 20:06

Joey Starr - Lache Pose Ton Gun (lyrics)

Gamin!
Pose,lache
Pose,lache
Pose,lache
Pose,lache

Refrain(x2)

Lache pose ton gun
Les flics font pas d'ultimatum
Lache pose ton gun
Lache pose ton gun

(Wuuh !)

j'ai l'tempérament farouche
Pas l'temps de botter en touche
J'suis pas en manque de cartouches
Qui peuvent toujours faire mouche
Ils ont la loi pour eux,
Toi tes yeux pour pleurer
C'est le méme schéma continue d'pleurer
Pleurer sur ton sort,pleurer sur tes morts
Ils prantiquent l'indulgence,
Ils la pratiquent a tort
Lache,lache leur venin
Personne n'y peut rien

Refrain (x2) :
J 'ai vu mom frére,
Ma mére s'faire serrer par les dés-con
J'ai vu mom frére s'faire malmener sans raison(pose le gun)
Refrain (x2)

etre vulnérable et désincarné
par la discrimination,la frustration pas question que j'pratique
l'arithmétique de leurs statistiques ça j'm'en acquitte
crime sans victime, je me casse dare-dare
avant qu'on m'découpe le lard sans que ce soit un hasard
j'ai la chance d'étre adulé et rejeté d'étre adulé pas épargné

pont(x1)

refarain(x21)

c'est la nouvelle danse
pose,lache
pose,lache....
làche le gun
encore la police
flashball,
flashball
pont(x2)

refarain(x2)

dans la cruauté du quotidien on se maintient
ils sont sans peur et nous sur notre faim
ça nous rend impatients,marre d''étre dans le vent
on est au-dessus du vide,on est dans le vent allons enfants de la patrie le
jour de gloire n'arrivera pas allons ensemble tous d'une méme voix

pont(x2)
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# Posté le vendredi 29 février 2008 14:09

Modifié le vendredi 29 février 2008 14:51