Eazy E

Read the lines, who decide when my shit gone pop

Dished mad runs, like my shit won't stop

I could fuck the game with my dick on soft

Bad bitch, I'm just hoping that her lip gone drop

If she drop that top, that's a breeze on me

Only from the front coz the face so sweet

Real muthafuckin' G, like I'm Eaz-to the-E

What you telling me

Ric flair, jeans swing like I'm a groovy nigga

You don't see this life we live is just a movie nigga

Speed camera on the left better say cheese