(Prelude) Still Talkin'

Ha ha ha ha ha
Good evening, and welcome to Eazy's playhouse
You stupid mutha
Now that you got the album
What the hell are you gonna do with it?
Trick

I, I knew this brotha back, back since he was little
You, you stutterin', you lyin'
How y'all wanna tell me?
You lyin'
He comes from Compton, Michigan sucka
Compton what?
Compton, Mi-
Well I'mma introduce him, this the craziest brotha you wanna see
You frickin' lyin'
This brotha's crazy
Ya-, y'all just listen

Easily I approach
The microphone because I ain't no joke
Tell ya momma to get off of my tip
I have no time to listen to her lip
I'm in effect so, I'm gonna walk around the stage and
If you mess up, I'm going to get my gage and
Unload the barrel and trip
'Cause you look stupid runnin' with bullets in ya hip

Psychopathic, but the women are attracted
'Cause when I do a show, the girls'll let me know
So I must engage and act a nut
If I see a woman with my name on her butt
'Cause I do it check, knock 1, knock 2
Then I save a knock for when there's nothin' else to do
Get used to the crew, tramp, 'cause I will never quit
As soon as you think that's it, I'm still talkin'

Ha, ha, ha
I told you he was crazy
That boy sho' is good
Eazy Eric, that's my boy, ha
Go on with yo' bad self
Ha, ha, ha
Step up to the mic boy
'Ey girl, pass me my Ripple

I got a fable, that you need to listen to
It's a funky little rhyme about a girl or two
One Sharon, the other one Shaun
I want to act a nut, but which one do I want?
Shaun said "Eazy let me do you blind"
And Sharon said "E, I want to blow your mind"
I said forget it, I know what should be done
Just meet me at the house and I'll pop the first one

And then take the other girl lay her in the freezer
So I could always have a on-hold skeezer
Yeah that's the ticket, I'll do it like that
So I told the girl to take a big step back
Took the zipper down, eyes wide, and said
Here's what I'm gonna put inside
Grab it like a rabbit, let's work it
But I won't love you, when I'm done I'll still be talkin'

Haha, that boy good
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
I used to get women like Eazy Eric every day
You're lyin'
How you tell me I'm lyin'?
You're lyin', I know you lyin'

Nigga wait, kiss my, wait a minute
Yo - can't get hard
Wha-, I'll fight both of y'all
Y'all ain't gonna fight
Get up and dance then brotha
You can't fight!

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, cut this
'Ey yo Yella Boy, why don't you rewind it?

Sucka don't see I'm a 100% street
And you know Eazy-E like to freak
It's about freakin' this one and that one
But not the one that's 7-days sprung
Like that one, just throwin' me the body
She says she wants to do it like a doggy
She's bad, nobody is badder
But she got more crabs than a seafood platter

She on the gank move, to skeaze me
Just to say "I got tossed by Eazy"
So I slapped the girl like a pimp
No I'm not a eater, some think I'm a women-beater
So when you hear somethin' dope it's outta my mouth
You don't like what I'm talkin' about
All of y'all can just get off my tip
You could quote me now, 'cause I'm still talkin'

The boy's good
Yeah, yeah that, yeah that boy sho' is good
I, I knew him when he was knee-high
Stop lyin'
I knew him when he was knee-high
He still is knee-high sucka
Yeah, I like that part, why don't you bring it back one more time, Maestro
That's that ol' Z.Z. Hill, huh?

Yeah, haha
I can do the mashed potato boy, what can you do?
I, I can do the boogaloo
The what?
I can do the boogaloo
Aww man, that played back in 1967
Man forget you
Old fool!



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Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Andre Romell Young, Eric Wright
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