Just Tah Let U Know

Eazy-E, Eazy-E

(Pada-pa-pow) Eazy-E, (Pada-pa-pow)

(Pada-pa-pow) Eazy-E, (Pada-pa-pow)

It's that man comin' up from the land of The CPT

(What's my motherfuckin' name?) Eazy-E

Comin' through with a big lick for '94

Showin' all y'all them true-ass gangsta flows

So bow down, Bow Wow, the big dawg's in town

And them guts is the only thing a **** pound

Laid back as I blow a fat sack

Hittin' switches for them bitches, bendin' corners in a Cadillac

So take a ride on the ruthless side

With the E to the A-Z-Y

That **** makin' more off yo hits than you do

You fools need to recognize it's true when I roll through

Tryna speak up on the OG, **** you don't know me

Raise up off these nuts lil' wanna-be

'Cause I peel caps if need be

And ain't nothin' you gonna bring gon' see me

Just tah let u know

One more time for the rhyme again

Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N

Just tah let u know

Just tah let u know

One more time for the rhyme again

Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N

Just tah let u know

Just tah let u know

It's the E comin' up from the gank

So **** let me ride all the way to the bank

'Cause ain't nothin' on my mind but them chips

Gotta have a grip, run a **** dip

Back to the past on them Compton streets

Where the **** get beat when us gangstas meet

And fools gettin' mad 'cause they can't ride like I ride

Front 'n back, dippin' side to side

And it's been like that since I was a BG

"It's the E," that's what they scream when they see me

Mama said it be days like this

Fools screamin' that I put 'em in a twist

Thought you had it bad, is it really all good?

If the homies only knew in the hood

That you was gettin' done like a two dollar ho

It's just a lil' somethin' from the E tah let u know

One more time for the rhyme again

Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N

Just tah let u know

Just tah let u know

One more time for the rhyme again

Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N

Just tah let u know

Just tah let u know

It's still The CPT, nothin' more, nothin' less

On a quest to put that bomb in my chest

'Cause them buster ass **** can't see what I'm sayin'

They think the E be playin' (What?)

But I ain't givin' up nothin' but this Glock in your mouth

So recognize that or get yo punk ass knocked out

So if you wanna ride, ****, jump on in

Sip a cup a gin, ain't no friends when it come to ends

So no hard feelin's when you **** be dealin'

With the original Compton criminal

'Cause the only thing poppin' is the snaps

And ain't no fun when a **** be tapped perhaps

But a **** like E ain't trippin' though

I'm just here to let you **** know

One more time for the rhyme again

Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N

Just tah let u know

Just tah let u know

One more time for the rhyme again

Comin' from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N

Just tah let u know

Just tah let u know

You have the freedom of choice, so do what the fuck you feel like doin'

Take it from me, that streetwise motherfucker named Eazy-E