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  • Here's what they think about you
    Here's what they think about you
    Here's what they think about you
    Got damn, I'm glad ya'll set it off
    Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft
    First you was down with the AK
    And now I see you on a video with Michelle
    Lookin' like straight pozas
    I saw it comin', that's why I went solo
    And kept on stompin'
    When ya'll motha******s moved straight outta Compton
    Livin' with the whites, one big house
    And not another ***** in site
    I started off with too much cargo
    Dropped four ****** now I'm makin' all the dough
    White man just rulin'
    The ****** with attitudes, who ya foolin'?
    Ya'll ****** just phony
    I put that on my mama and my dead homeys
    Yella boy's on your team, so you're losin'
    Ay yo, Dre, stick to producin'
    Callin' me Arnold, but you been a ****
    Eazy E saw your ass and went in it quick
    You got jealous when I got my own company
    But I'm a man, and ain't nobody helpin' me
    Tryin' to sound like Amerikkka's Most
    You could yell all day but you don't come close
    'Cuz you know I'm the one that flown
    Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
    With the L E N C H M O B, and ya'll disgrace the C P T
    'Cuz you're gettin' ****ed out your green by a white boy
    With no Vaseline
    Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline
    Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline
    Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline
    Damn, it feels good to see people on it
    The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'
    Who gives a **** about a punk-ass villain?
    You're gettin' ****ed real quick
    And Eazy's ****, is smellin' like MC Ren's s**t
    Tried to tell you a year ago
    But Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
    I couldn't stop you from gettin' ganked
    Now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank
    Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it
    'Cuz the broomstick fit your ass so perfect
    Cut my hair and I'll cut them b***s
    'Cuz I heard you're, like givin' up the drawers
    G*******ged by your manager, fella
    Gettin' money out your ass, like a motha****in' ready teller
    Givin' up the dollar bills
    Now they got the villain with a purse and high-heels
    So don't believe what Ren say
    'Cuz he's goin' out like Kunte Kinte
    But I got a whip for ya Toby
    Used to be my homey, now you act like you don't know me
    It's a case of divide and conquer
    'Cuz you let a Jew break up my crew
    House ***** gotta run and hide
    Yellin' Compton, but you moved to Riverside
    So don't front, MC Ren
    'Cuz I remember when you drove a B 2-10
    Broke as a motha****in' joke
    Let you on the scene to back up the Verse Team
    It ain't my fault, one ***** got smart
    and they rippin' your a*****e apart
    By takin' your green, oh yeah
    The Villain does get ****ed with no Vaseline
    Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline
    I never have dinner with the President
    I never have dinner with the President
    I never have dinner with the President
    And when I see your ass again, I'll be hesitant
    Now I think you a snitch
    Throw a house ***** in a ditch
    Half-pint *****, ****in' your homeboys
    You little maggot Eazy E turned f****t
    With your manager, fella
    ****in' MC Ren, Dr Dre and Yella
    But if they were smart as me
    Eazy E would be hangin' from a tree
    With no Vaseline
    Just a match and a little bit of gasoline
    Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on
    Till that Jheri curl is gone
    On a permanent vacation
    Off the Massa plantation
    Heard you both got the same bank account
    Dumb *****, what you thinkin' 'bout?
    Get rid of that Devil real simple
    Put a bullet in his temple
    'Cuz you can't be the ***** 4 Life crew
    With a white Jew tellin' you what to do
    Pullin' wools with your scams
    Now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs
    With a midget who's a punk too
    Tryin' to **** me, but I'd rather **** you
    Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin'
    Gettin' ****ed at night
    By Mista S**tpacker
    Bend over for the goddamn cracker, no Vaseline
  • Here's what they think about you
    Here's what they think about you
    Here's what they think about you
    Got damn, I'm glad ya'll set it off
    Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft
    First you was down with the AK
    And now I see you on a video with Michelle
    Lookin' like straight pozas
    I saw it comin', that's why I went solo
    And kept on stompin'
    When ya'll motha******s moved straight outta Compton
    Livin' with the whites, one big house
    And not another ***** in site
    I started off with too much cargo
    Dropped four ****** now I'm makin' all the dough
    White man just rulin'
    The ****** with attitudes, who ya foolin'?
    Ya'll ****** just phony
    I put that on my mama and my dead homeys
    Yella boy's on your team, so you're losin'
    Ay yo, Dre, stick to producin'
    Callin' me Arnold, but you been a ****
    Eazy E saw your ass and went in it quick
    You got jealous when I got my own company
    But I'm a man, and ain't nobody helpin' me
    Tryin' to sound like Amerikkka's Most
    You could yell all day but you don't come close
    'Cuz you know I'm the one that flown
    Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
    With the L E N C H M O B, and ya'll disgrace the C P T
    'Cuz you're gettin' ****ed out your green by a white boy
    With no Vaseline
    Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline
    Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline
    Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline
    Damn, it feels good to see people on it
    The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'
    Who gives a **** about a punk-ass villain?
    You're gettin' ****ed real quick
    And Eazy's ****, is smellin' like MC Ren's s**t
    Tried to tell you a year ago
    But Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
    I couldn't stop you from gettin' ganked
    Now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank
    Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it
    'Cuz the broomstick fit your ass so perfect
    Cut my hair and I'll cut them b***s
    'Cuz I heard you're, like givin' up the drawers
    G*******ged by your manager, fella
    Gettin' money out your ass, like a motha****in' ready teller
    Givin' up the dollar bills
    Now they got the villain with a purse and high-heels
    So don't believe what Ren say
    'Cuz he's goin' out like Kunte Kinte
    But I got a whip for ya Toby
    Used to be my homey, now you act like you don't know me
    It's a case of divide and conquer
    'Cuz you let a Jew break up my crew
    House ***** gotta run and hide
    Yellin' Compton, but you moved to Riverside
    So don't front, MC Ren
    'Cuz I remember when you drove a B 2-10
    Broke as a motha****in' joke
    Let you on the scene to back up the Verse Team
    It ain't my fault, one ***** got smart
    and they rippin' your a*****e apart
    By takin' your green, oh yeah
    The Villain does get ****ed with no Vaseline
    Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline
    I never have dinner with the President
    I never have dinner with the President
    I never have dinner with the President
    And when I see your ass again, I'll be hesitant
    Now I think you a snitch
    Throw a house ***** in a ditch
    Half-pint *****, ****in' your homeboys
    You little maggot Eazy E turned f****t
    With your manager, fella
    ****in' MC Ren, Dr Dre and Yella
    But if they were smart as me
    Eazy E would be hangin' from a tree
    With no Vaseline
    Just a match and a little bit of gasoline
    Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on
    Till that Jheri curl is gone
    On a permanent vacation
    Off the Massa plantation
    Heard you both got the same bank account
    Dumb *****, what you thinkin' 'bout?
    Get rid of that Devil real simple
    Put a bullet in his temple
    'Cuz you can't be the ***** 4 Life crew
    With a white Jew tellin' you what to do
    Pullin' wools with your scams
    Now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs
    With a midget who's a punk too
    Tryin' to **** me, but I'd rather **** you
    Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin'
    Gettin' ****ed at night
    By Mista S**tpacker
    Bend over for the goddamn cracker, no Vaseline