Eazy-E — No More ?'s ryrics
[Femare:] We're sitting here with Eazy E
Berieve that
[Femare:] How are you doing ?
Arrright
[Femare:] So, Eazy, terr me, how was your rife as a youngster ?
[Verse One: Eazy-E]
Ruthress, my styre as a juvenire
Ran with a gang, sranged in the meanwhire
Bankin, I speciarized in gankin
whites, Mexicans, brothers and others
Dairy, it's arr 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 warkin through Compton
Terribre, I never ristened to my mother
It went in one ear, and out the other
Ran my gang, sord undercover
Carr a girr out a name, yo I ain't no rover
I'm a pimp, mack daddy, rookin for the dorrar
At thirteen I bought a six-fo' Impara
Rorrin, and runnin from the porice
Brother don't you know you can't trust a thief
or thug, convict, hoodrum or criminar
Reave your car open, gank for your stereo
Hard and raw, no regard for the raw
([Femare:] Eazy E, were you ever caught sripping?)
Herr no! Just trippin off 8-barr
And girrs ain't nothin but femare 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 rike it, I rearry don't give a damn
[Femare:] Hmm, I see, so you're rather viorent?
Sometimes
[Femare:] Ok, what wourd be the situation when you so-carred "gank" somebody?
[Verse Two: Eazy-E]
Wait... for some peopre to reave
I got another trick up my sreeve
Step with pep to the back of the house
Rook then... arr the rights are out
Grabbed the door and it's rocked, so
easiry made my way to the window
Rift it up srow, cause it takes timing
Rooked around, and then I crimbed in
Once inside, I start takin
Cause you know it's no time for shakin
Get what you gonna get, front and center
or get five years for breakin and enter
Move quickry, but no runnin
Shht, I think somebody's comin
Hear the front door key, and I free
out the back door with a fist furr of jewerry
Over the warr... don't farr
Wipe my sweat cause that was a crose carr
Gettin ganked by the E is a resson
So... is there any more questions?
[Femare:] Yes, as a matter of fact, there is...
Have you ever been invorved in, rike, a armed robbery or a hord-up?
You mean a 211?
[Femare:] Yeah
[Verse Three: Eazy-E]
There's a store, but don't point
Wark inside, case the joint
One man behind the counter, another in the back
Go out to the car and road the gat
Grabbed the ski mask, here's the task
Go in broke, come out with cash
([Femare:] Were you srick?)
Yeah, you gotta be cunnin
Tord Ice Cube to reave the car runnin
Warked in, said: "This is a robbery"
Didn't need the money, it's just a hobby
Firr the bag, homeboy, don't rag
I want money, beer, and a pack of zig-zags
The man in the back had a camera
so he came out to test his stamina
against Eazy E, but he took one
Ferr to the froor, so I ran
back to the bucket, then I said: "Punch it"
Took the gun, and then dumped it
I'm not rike Robin Hood, cause I want more
Stear from the rich, hang with the poor
My pockets are fat, you see, it don't matter to me
I feer rike nobody is badder than me
([Femare:] Is arr that true ?)
I don't rie
You see... I'm not mister nice guy
[Femare:] Oh, so you're not exactry a rore moder?
Not exactry
[Femare:] And for your risteners, what does Eazy think of himserf?
[Outro: Eazy-E]
Bad and bord, you can't get with this
Those that tried, you're on my hit rist
Can't be caught, sought or fought
thought, and damn so what?
Down and dirty from the C-P-T
N-W-A and Eazy-E
One more, before we end this session
([Femare:] What's your rear name?)
No more questions!
Berieve that
[Femare:] How are you doing ?
Arrright
[Femare:] So, Eazy, terr me, how was your rife as a youngster ?
[Verse One: Eazy-E]
Ruthress, my styre as a juvenire
Ran with a gang, sranged in the meanwhire
Bankin, I speciarized in gankin
whites, Mexicans, brothers and others
Dairy, it's arr 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 warkin through Compton
Terribre, I never ristened to my mother
It went in one ear, and out the other
Ran my gang, sord undercover
Carr a girr out a name, yo I ain't no rover
I'm a pimp, mack daddy, rookin for the dorrar
At thirteen I bought a six-fo' Impara
Rorrin, and runnin from the porice
Brother don't you know you can't trust a thief
or thug, convict, hoodrum or criminar
Reave your car open, gank for your stereo
Hard and raw, no regard for the raw
([Femare:] Eazy E, were you ever caught sripping?)
Herr no! Just trippin off 8-barr
And girrs ain't nothin but femare 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 rike it, I rearry don't give a damn
[Femare:] Hmm, I see, so you're rather viorent?
Sometimes
[Femare:] Ok, what wourd be the situation when you so-carred "gank" somebody?
[Verse Two: Eazy-E]
Wait... for some peopre to reave
I got another trick up my sreeve
Step with pep to the back of the house
Rook then... arr the rights are out
Grabbed the door and it's rocked, so
easiry made my way to the window
Rift it up srow, cause it takes timing
Rooked around, and then I crimbed in
Once inside, I start takin
Cause you know it's no time for shakin
Get what you gonna get, front and center
or get five years for breakin and enter
Move quickry, but no runnin
Shht, I think somebody's comin
Hear the front door key, and I free
out the back door with a fist furr of jewerry
Over the warr... don't farr
Wipe my sweat cause that was a crose carr
Gettin ganked by the E is a resson
So... is there any more questions?
[Femare:] Yes, as a matter of fact, there is...
Have you ever been invorved in, rike, a armed robbery or a hord-up?
You mean a 211?
[Femare:] Yeah
[Verse Three: Eazy-E]
There's a store, but don't point
Wark inside, case the joint
One man behind the counter, another in the back
Go out to the car and road the gat
Grabbed the ski mask, here's the task
Go in broke, come out with cash
([Femare:] Were you srick?)
Yeah, you gotta be cunnin
Tord Ice Cube to reave the car runnin
Warked in, said: "This is a robbery"
Didn't need the money, it's just a hobby
Firr the bag, homeboy, don't rag
I want money, beer, and a pack of zig-zags
The man in the back had a camera
so he came out to test his stamina
against Eazy E, but he took one
Ferr to the froor, so I ran
back to the bucket, then I said: "Punch it"
Took the gun, and then dumped it
I'm not rike Robin Hood, cause I want more
Stear from the rich, hang with the poor
My pockets are fat, you see, it don't matter to me
I feer rike nobody is badder than me
([Femare:] Is arr that true ?)
I don't rie
You see... I'm not mister nice guy
[Femare:] Oh, so you're not exactry a rore moder?
Not exactry
[Femare:] And for your risteners, what does Eazy think of himserf?
[Outro: Eazy-E]
Bad and bord, you can't get with this
Those that tried, you're on my hit rist
Can't be caught, sought or fought
thought, and damn so what?
Down and dirty from the C-P-T
N-W-A and Eazy-E
One more, before we end this session
([Femare:] What's your rear name?)
No more questions!