At this stage in his life Eazy-E was a multimillionaire. He had everything he wanted except one thing: true friends. This album is a timeless classic but you can feel his anger, his bitterness, his sour mood. He had experienced the bitter pill of betrayal. They all left him. And although he was rich and successful, it still hurts. RIP E....
This album is a real standout for Eazy and I think (other than kicking complete ass) it's pretty much due to what you mentioned. He definitely felt he had something to prove.
This was a particularly special period professionally, personally and artistically for Eazy-E. He was at war against the Death Row label all by himself, and he had also witnessed the betrayal of close friends. Through it all he remained true to himself and to the vision he had started. RIP EAZY
I got the 9 and I'm pullin to straight creep Feel I need to take anothers life so I peep Checkin the scene but stayin low so I'm not seen case I gotta get away Gotta make the shit clean, G So I'm lookin for a victim Gotta be right took my time and I picked him Scoped shit then I licked 'em Now I'm back in the news no clues but yet another murder You should have heard the nigga squill when I stuck his ass I had to grin cause it's funny nigga fuck his ass He ain't the last and surely ain't the first, G But his monkey ass rolled away in a hurst, G So I'm feelin some what relieved Just another day in the life of the Eazy A real G so forget the silly shit you heard It's do or die, Eazy-E gets that last word Read more: Eazy-E - Any Last Werdz Lyrics | MetroLyrics
1999 The world is at its end, fuck it We want the money and the power And go out with a bang Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, Now I'm blastin' Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up This is a real life jack in progress Nigga give up your shit or take two to the chest with the cripness Cause I ain't fuckin around, G So take a look at a real live nigga that's crazy And get ready to die, loc Any last werdz, before your ass gets smoked It ain't a joke, because my pockets is broke my friend That's why I gotta do you in Give up your N's and your gold and your brand new Nike's And anything else I might like And then I'm off in the wind again To catch the next sucker slippin takin two to the chin I'm on a role two niggas in one night didn't even have to fight Just pulled out my 9 to end anothers life That's real life so forget the silly shit you heard Now nigga tell me: "Do you have any last werdz?" Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin' Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Another murder I committed made front page A nigga dead from a drive-by did him with a 12 gauge The first stage of insanity People say it ain't wise, to get faded of the St. Ides A mother cries, another son lies in a casket Life was fun while it lasted That silly bastard had to get caught trippin and set trippin' You should have seen that niggas blood drippin' To many lives took, to many hearts broke But you don't hear me you just see my fuckin gun smoke Some ask why do I take so many lives from The innocent little ones But where I come from, we take shit real You peel caps so you get your fucking cap peeled Grab your steel, forget about what you heard It's do or die, nigga, any last werdz 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin' Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up I got the 9 and I'm pullin' to straight creep Feel I need to take anothers life so I peep Checkin the scene but stayin' low so I'm not seen case I gotta get away Gotta make the shit clean, G So I'm lookin for a victim Gotta be right took my time and I picked him Scoped shit then I licked 'em Now I'm back in the news no clues but yet another murder You should have heard the nigga squill when I stuck his ass I had to grin cause it's funny nigga fuck his ass He ain't the last and surely ain't the first, G But his monkey ass rolled away in a hurst, G So I'm feelin' some what relieved Just another day in the life of the Eazy A real G so forget the silly shit you heard It's do or die, Eazy-E gets that last word Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin' Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin' Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
I remember listing to this when I was 7 and thinking that and didnt really understand the lyrics. Now I understand the lyrics realize these guys are freaking EVIL.
1999 The world is at its end, fuck it We want the money and the power And go out with a bang [Chorus: Cold 187um & Kokane] It's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G And I'm comin' from the C-P-T And you should know Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up [Verse 1: Eazy-E] This is a real life jack in progress Nigga, give up your shit or take two to the chest with the cripness 'Cause I ain't fuckin' around, G So take a look at a real live nigga that's crazy And get ready to die, loc Any last words before your ass gets smoked? It ain't a joke Because my pockets is broke, my friend That's why I gotta do you in Give up your ends and your gold and your brand new Nikes And anything else I might like And then I'm off in the wind again To catch the next sucker slippin', takin' two to the chin I'm on a roll, two niggas in one night Didn't even have to fight Just pulled out my 9 to end another's life That's real life so forget the silly shit you heard Now, nigga, tell me, do you have any last words? [Chorus: Cold 187um & Kokane] 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G And I'm comin' from the C-P-T And you should know Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up [Verse 2: Eazy-E] Another murder I committed made front page A nigga dead from a drive-by, did him with a 12 gauge The first stage of insanity People say it ain't wise to get faded off the St. Ides A mother cries, another son lies in a casket Life was fun while it lasted That silly bastard had to get caught slippin' and set trippin' You should have seen that niggas blood drippin' Too many lives took, too many hearts broke But you don't hear me, you just see my fuckin' gun smoke Some ask why do I take so many lives from the innocent little ones But where I come from we take shit real You peel caps so you get your fuckin' cap peeled Grab your steel, forget about what you heard It's do or die, nigga Any last words? [Chorus: Cold 187um & Kokane] 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G And I'm comin' from the C-P-T And you should know Bitch ass niggas can't fuck with the Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up [Verse 3: Eazy-E] I got the 9 and I'm finna straight creep Feel I need to take another's life, so I peep Checkin' the scene but stayin' low so I'm not seen 'Case I gotta get away, gotta make the shit clean, G So I'm lookin' for a victim Gotta be right, took my time and I picked 'em Scoped shit, then I licked him Now I'm back in the news, no clues but yet another murder You should have heard the nigga squeal when I stuck his ass I had to grin 'cause it's funny, nigga, fuck his ass He ain't the last and surely ain't the first, G But his monkey ass rolled away in a hearse, G So I'm feelin' somewhat relieved Just another day in the life of the Eazy A real G, so forget the silly shit you heard It's do or die, Eazy-E gets that last word [Chorus: Cold 187um & Kokane] 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G And I'm comin' from the C-P-T And you should know Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G And I'm comin' from the C-P-T And you should know Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up (Can't fuck with Eazy) Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (You should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy) Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (Can't fuck with the Eazy) Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (It's the end of the world) (Can't fuck with Eazy)
This is a real life jack in progress Nigga give up your shit or take two to the chest with the cripness Cause I ain't fuckin around, G So take a look at a real live nigga that's crazy And get ready to die, loc Any last werdz, before your ass gets smoked It ain't a joke, because my pockets is broke my friend That's why I gotta do you in Give up your N's and your gold and your brand new Nike's And anything else I might like And then I'm off in the wind again To catch the next sucker slippin takin two to the chin I'm on a role two niggas in one night didn't even have to fight Just pulled out my 9 to end anothers life That's real life so forget the silly shit you heard Now nigga tell me: "Do you have any last werdz?" Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin' Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy
Another murder I committed made front page A nigga dead from a drive-by did him with a 12 gauge The first stage of insanity People say it ain't wise, to get faded of the St. Ides A mother cries, another son lies in a casket Life was fun while it lasted That silly bastard had to get caught trippin and set trippin' You should have seen that niggas blood drippin' To many lives took, to many hearts broke But you don't hear me you just see my fuckin gun smoke Some ask why do I take so many lives from The innocent little ones But where I come from, we take shit real You peel caps so you get your fucking cap peeled Grab your steel, forget about what you heard It's do or die, nigga, any last werdz
1999 The world is at its end, fuck it We want the money and the power And go out with a bangIt's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G And I'm comin' from the C-P-T And you should know Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up [Verse 1: Eazy-E] This is a real life jack in progress Nigga, give up your shit or take two to the chest with the cripness 'Cause I ain't fuckin' around, G So take a look at a real live nigga that's crazy And get ready to die, loc Any last words before your ass gets smoked? It ain't a joke Because my pockets is broke, my friend That's why I gotta do you in Give up your ends and your gold and your brand new Nikes And anything else I might like And then I'm off in the wind again To catch the next sucker slippin', takin' two to the chin I'm on a roll, two niggas in one night Didn't even have to fight Just pulled out my 9 to end another's life That's real life so forget the silly shit you heard Now, nigga, tell me, do you have any last words?'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G And I'm comin' from the C-P-T And you should know Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up [Verse 2: Eazy-E] Another murder I committed made front page A nigga dead from a drive-by, did him with a 12 gauge The first stage of insanity People say it ain't wise to get faded off the St. Ides A mother cries, another son lies in a casket Life was fun while it lasted That silly bastard had to get caught slippin' and set trippin' You should have seen that niggas blood drippin' Too many lives took, too many hearts broke But you don't hear me, you just see my fuckin' gun smoke Some ask why do I take so many lives from the innocent little ones But where I come from we take shit real You peel caps so you get your fuckin' cap peeled Grab your steel, forget about what you heard It's do or die, nigga Any last words?'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G And I'm comin' from the C-P-T And you should know Bitch ass niggas can't fuck with the Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up [Verse 3: Eazy-E] I got the 9 and I'm finna straight creep Feel I need to take another's life, so I peep Checkin' the scene but stayin' low so I'm not seen 'Case I gotta get away, gotta make the shit clean, G So I'm lookin' for a victim Gotta be right, took my time and I picked 'em Scoped shit, then I licked him Now I'm back in the news, no clues but yet another murder You should have heard the nigga squeal when I stuck his ass I had to grin 'cause it's funny, nigga, fuck his ass He ain't the last and surely ain't the first, G But his monkey ass rolled away in a hearse, G So I'm feelin' somewhat relieved Just another day in the life of the Eazy A real G, so forget the silly shit you heard It's do or die, Eazy-E gets that last wordCause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G And I'm comin' from the C-P-T And you should know Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G And I'm comin' from the C-P-T And you should know Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up (Can't fuck with Eazy) Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (You should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy) Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (Can't fuck with the Eazy) Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (It's the end of the world) (Can't fuck with Eazy)
Henri may very act a little bit scary, got the weed in my backpack My lyrics are doper than a fatstack of crack. chill and relax. Chilling in my 78 lac step back infact walk away Before i attack. Music is my shit, that I fuck with Feeling extra terrestrial henri is incredible a little unprofessional But Hes the mighty respectable, slightly intellectual dimensional demon, I likely wearing and tearing nikes Chilling feelin the tripp he take a little sip fuck on a bitch and dip we Headed to my crib. About to get stoned swearing and staring sitting in the room preparing my soul for the doom. Chilling in the afternoons, I resume Playing the tunes let's go " VROOM" You already guessed how my flow Might go commando headed solo hit you with right tight combo Smoke that oragano, I really hope that your enjoying the show. Bro You really dont know but that's how my shit goes About to get that W double E down to the D roll up a J O and I N T, I'm a chronic fene, I'm only 15teen. If you wan a chill you. better bring the green, I'm a killing machine Dont fuck with me I'll make it look death scene and take a breath and drink some lean And leave unseen. Dont lie to us boyy You better come clean Like I said before I'm a C H R O N I C fene, fuck with me you get my submachine, So dont fuck with with me X3 I'm alright, no purpose in life Just hand over the surgical knife. For me to end my life, let henri be peaceful, in the after life. I came to see if anyone was acting like me. I'm infectious like a disease Boyy you better retreat, or ill retrieve my feet and kick a motherfucka until hes deceased henri is a beast. Feast on the weak, let a motherfucka speak. Grabbing the tush, lets smoke the kush, stop and listen (shush) gripping the bong cya so long this is the end of the song . I guess I'll Leave the scene I'm a chronic fene so dont fuck with me X3
coming through the doors with full motherphucking force I'm going straight for the source you better be scared henri might immerse but first let me start my verse I haven't gotten a time to rehearse, this shit can be worse, so be happy that I haven't cursed you yet. Boy you better believe that shit hurts, everyone knows I dress in black clothes, lurk in the shadows bitch that's how it goes. You wanna go I'll hit ya with a few blows to the nose and leave you to decompose So what's is it gonna be you gonna flee, let me grab my submachine and let's see. The key is to act crazy this kinda shit happens daily but always remember to have safety off. Pull the trigger blast off, henri is the last in the stand off, Cough cough
Henri may very be a bit scary, hes got the weed in my backpack My lyrics are doper than a fatstack of crack. chill and relax. Chilling in my 78 lac step back infact walk away Before i attack. Music is my shit, that I fuck with Feeling extra terrestrial henri is incredible a little unprofessional But Hes the mighty respectable, intellectual dimensional demon, slightly stalking and creeping Chilling feelin the tripp now henri takes a sip fucks on a bitch and dips we Headed to my crib. About to get stoned swearing and staring sitting in the room preparing my soul for the doom. Chilling in the afternoons, I resume Playing the tunes let's go " VROOM" You already guessed how my flow Might go commando headed solo hit you with right tight combo Smoke that oragano, I really hope that your enjoying the show. Bro You really dont know but that's how my shit goes About to get that W double E down to the D roll up a J O I N T, I'm a chronic fene, I'm only a teen. If you wan a chill you. better bring the green, I'm a killing machine Dont fuck with me I'll make it look a death scene take a breath and drink some lean And leave unseen. Dont lie to us boyy You better come clean Like I said before I'm a C H R O N I C fene, fuck with me you get my submachine, So dont fuck with with me X3 no purpose in life, I'm alright Just hand over the surgical knife. For me to end my life, let henri be peaceful, in the after life. I came to see if anyone was acting like me. I'm infectious like a disease Boyy you better retreat, or ill retrieve my feet and kick a motherfucka until hes deceased henri is a beast. Feast on the weak, let a motherfucka speak. Grabbing the tush, lets smoke the kush, stop and listen (shush) gripping the bong cya so long this is the end of the song . I guess I'll Leave the scene I'm a chronic fene so dont fuck with me X3
At this stage in his life Eazy-E was a multimillionaire. He had everything he wanted except one thing: true friends. This album is a timeless classic but you can feel his anger, his bitterness, his sour mood. He had experienced the bitter pill of betrayal. They all left him. And although he was rich and successful, it still hurts. RIP E....
I don’t think those were his friends. Pretty sure E had friends before rapping.
@@DreErdna They weren't. They were fake as fuck. Even Ren abandoned him. Only Yella stood by his side until the very end.
niqqa stfu stop speaking for eazy like u was there with him
This album is a real standout for Eazy and I think (other than kicking complete ass) it's pretty much due to what you mentioned. He definitely felt he had something to prove.
What about Dresta & Knocc Out???
Real Gangsta shit. shout outs to Kokane and 187UM. RIP EAZY-E! They don't make em like this anymore.
true
@@sharethelightmusic Props to Yella for staying with E until the very end. You don't find friends like Yella anymore.
This instrumental beat is off the chart. Some music is better off without words.
na eazy killed it
proof right here that 187 is the REAL pioneer of the G FUNK production
This was a particularly special period professionally, personally and artistically for Eazy-E. He was at war against the Death Row label all by himself, and he had also witnessed the betrayal of close friends. Through it all he remained true to himself and to the vision he had started. RIP EAZY
And i'm comin' from the C-P-T
And you should know
NeonX bitch ass niggas can’t fuck wit eazy
@@ICEcolddre19 Wet em' up, wet em' up, wet em' up
@@Arsenal8999 This is a real life jack in progress... 😎😎
@@eazysquad758 N*gga give up yo sh*t, or take two to the head with the cripness, cuz I ain't f*ckin around G
This and Black Superman.... Lord have mercy
This Track is tight 1993 !!! Big Hutch production
This beat gonna give me frostbite it so goddamn cold
Wet em up wet em up wet em up wet em up wet em up
temporarily insane
@@jeanparmesan1438 it's from the NEIGHBORHOOD SNIPER CD-SiNGLE artwerk
DOPE AZZ PRODUCER, imagine if Big Hutch & Cold 187um were on peak Deathrow
Member them wind breakers with the furr inside ..90s..
I got tha 9 and i pull a straight creep, feel tha need tah take another's life so i peep, gotta make this shit clean, case i gotta get away g.
My favourite lyrics from this dope track 🔥
cuz its the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
@@OsoArrogantEric So I take my 9.
And something something cuz im known as a g
This instrumental beat is off the chart. Some music is better off without words.
Cuz i come from tha cpt
i’m obsessed
dope
better then todays music
phoenix arizona cardinals and diamonbacks Diaz wit u on that one
You want the money and the powa den go out wit a bang !
I got the 9 and I'm pullin to straight creep
Feel I need to take anothers life so I peep
Checkin the scene but stayin low so I'm not seen case I gotta get away
Gotta make the shit clean, G
So I'm lookin for a victim
Gotta be right took my time and I picked him
Scoped shit then I licked 'em
Now I'm back in the news no clues but yet another murder
You should have heard the nigga squill when I stuck his ass
I had to grin cause it's funny nigga fuck his ass
He ain't the last and surely ain't the first, G
But his monkey ass rolled away in a hurst, G
So I'm feelin some what relieved
Just another day in the life of the Eazy
A real G so forget the silly shit you heard
It's do or die, Eazy-E gets that last word
Read more: Eazy-E - Any Last Werdz Lyrics | MetroLyrics
That part is my favourite sent chills down my spine
1999
The world is at its end, fuck it
We want the money and the power
And go out with a bang
Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, Now I'm blastin'
Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T
And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
This is a real life jack in progress
Nigga give up your shit or take two to the chest with the cripness
Cause I ain't fuckin around, G
So take a look at a real live nigga that's crazy
And get ready to die, loc
Any last werdz, before your ass gets smoked
It ain't a joke, because my pockets is broke my friend
That's why I gotta do you in
Give up your N's and your gold and your brand new Nike's
And anything else I might like
And then I'm off in the wind again
To catch the next sucker slippin takin two to the chin
I'm on a role two niggas in one night didn't even have to fight
Just pulled out my 9 to end anothers life
That's real life so forget the silly shit you heard
Now nigga tell me: "Do you have any last werdz?"
Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin'
Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T
And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Another murder I committed made front page
A nigga dead from a drive-by did him with a 12 gauge
The first stage of insanity
People say it ain't wise, to get faded of the St. Ides
A mother cries, another son lies in a casket
Life was fun while it lasted
That silly bastard had to get caught trippin and set trippin'
You should have seen that niggas blood drippin'
To many lives took, to many hearts broke
But you don't hear me you just see my fuckin gun smoke
Some ask why do I take so many lives from
The innocent little ones
But where I come from, we take shit real
You peel caps so you get your fucking cap peeled
Grab your steel, forget about what you heard
It's do or die, nigga, any last werdz
'Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin'
Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T
And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
I got the 9 and I'm pullin' to straight creep
Feel I need to take anothers life so I peep
Checkin the scene but stayin' low so I'm not seen case I gotta get away
Gotta make the shit clean, G
So I'm lookin for a victim
Gotta be right took my time and I picked him
Scoped shit then I licked 'em
Now I'm back in the news no clues but yet another murder
You should have heard the nigga squill when I stuck his ass
I had to grin cause it's funny nigga fuck his ass
He ain't the last and surely ain't the first, G
But his monkey ass rolled away in a hurst, G
So I'm feelin' some what relieved
Just another day in the life of the Eazy
A real G so forget the silly shit you heard
It's do or die, Eazy-E gets that last word
Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin'
Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T
And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy
Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin'
Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T
And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up, Wet 'em up
cooooold ass beat.
I remember listing to this when I was 7 and thinking that and didnt really understand the lyrics. Now I understand the lyrics realize these guys are freaking EVIL.
Well alright!
this is better than porn
Wet em up wet em up..
Props 2 Cold 187um, Beat Is On Point!!!!!
So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cap in his head now I'm blastin'!
Wet Em Up!
TOI AS PAWETINSIU YOU UP KUR TU GYVENI? XD SLAV KING.
@@AirisStaselisYes. What she said.
😉😉😉😎😎yea
0:30 , 3:04 , 4:41 , love those differences and how Cold 187 um made this beat
nice ear homes
This one is so cold! I'm so late on this beat but damn.
1999
The world is at its end, fuck it
We want the money and the power
And go out with a bang
[Chorus: Cold 187um & Kokane]
It's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head
Now I'm blastin'
'Cause I'm known as a G
And I'm comin' from the C-P-T
And you should know
Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
[Verse 1: Eazy-E]
This is a real life jack in progress
Nigga, give up your shit or take two to the chest with the cripness
'Cause I ain't fuckin' around, G
So take a look at a real live nigga that's crazy
And get ready to die, loc
Any last words before your ass gets smoked?
It ain't a joke
Because my pockets is broke, my friend
That's why I gotta do you in
Give up your ends and your gold and your brand new Nikes
And anything else I might like
And then I'm off in the wind again
To catch the next sucker slippin', takin' two to the chin
I'm on a roll, two niggas in one night
Didn't even have to fight
Just pulled out my 9 to end another's life
That's real life so forget the silly shit you heard
Now, nigga, tell me, do you have any last words?
[Chorus: Cold 187um & Kokane]
'Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head
Now I'm blastin'
'Cause I'm known as a G
And I'm comin' from the C-P-T
And you should know
Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
[Verse 2: Eazy-E]
Another murder I committed made front page
A nigga dead from a drive-by, did him with a 12 gauge
The first stage of insanity
People say it ain't wise to get faded off the St. Ides
A mother cries, another son lies in a casket
Life was fun while it lasted
That silly bastard had to get caught slippin' and set trippin'
You should have seen that niggas blood drippin'
Too many lives took, too many hearts broke
But you don't hear me, you just see my fuckin' gun smoke
Some ask why do I take so many lives from the innocent little ones
But where I come from we take shit real
You peel caps so you get your fuckin' cap peeled
Grab your steel, forget about what you heard
It's do or die, nigga
Any last words?
[Chorus: Cold 187um & Kokane]
'Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head
Now I'm blastin'
'Cause I'm known as a G
And I'm comin' from the C-P-T
And you should know
Bitch ass niggas can't fuck with the Eazy
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
[Verse 3: Eazy-E]
I got the 9 and I'm finna straight creep
Feel I need to take another's life, so I peep
Checkin' the scene but stayin' low so I'm not seen
'Case I gotta get away, gotta make the shit clean, G
So I'm lookin' for a victim
Gotta be right, took my time and I picked 'em
Scoped shit, then I licked him
Now I'm back in the news, no clues but yet another murder
You should have heard the nigga squeal when I stuck his ass
I had to grin 'cause it's funny, nigga, fuck his ass
He ain't the last and surely ain't the first, G
But his monkey ass rolled away in a hearse, G
So I'm feelin' somewhat relieved
Just another day in the life of the Eazy
A real G, so forget the silly shit you heard
It's do or die, Eazy-E gets that last word
[Chorus: Cold 187um & Kokane]
'Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head
Now I'm blastin'
'Cause I'm known as a G
And I'm comin' from the C-P-T
And you should know
Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy
'Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head
Now I'm blastin'
'Cause I'm known as a G
And I'm comin' from the C-P-T
And you should know
Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up (Can't fuck with Eazy)
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (You should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy)
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (Can't fuck with the Eazy)
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (It's the end of the world)
(Can't fuck with Eazy)
KING 👑. 1ST .
Thats Gangstafunk
And still
This is a real life jack in progress
Nigga give up your shit or take two to the chest with the cripness
Cause I ain't fuckin around, G
So take a look at a real live nigga that's crazy
And get ready to die, loc
Any last werdz, before your ass gets smoked
It ain't a joke, because my pockets is broke my friend
That's why I gotta do you in
Give up your N's and your gold and your brand new Nike's
And anything else I might like
And then I'm off in the wind again
To catch the next sucker slippin takin two to the chin
I'm on a role two niggas in one night didn't even have to fight
Just pulled out my 9 to end anothers life
That's real life so forget the silly shit you heard
Now nigga tell me: "Do you have any last werdz?"
Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin'
Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T
And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy
Another murder I committed made front page
A nigga dead from a drive-by did him with a 12 gauge
The first stage of insanity
People say it ain't wise, to get faded of the St. Ides
A mother cries, another son lies in a casket
Life was fun while it lasted
That silly bastard had to get caught trippin and set trippin'
You should have seen that niggas blood drippin'
To many lives took, to many hearts broke
But you don't hear me you just see my fuckin gun smoke
Some ask why do I take so many lives from
The innocent little ones
But where I come from, we take shit real
You peel caps so you get your fucking cap peeled
Grab your steel, forget about what you heard
It's do or die, nigga, any last werdz
alcohol and dope foe all the west side ya
Thank you
1999
The world is at its end, fuck it
We want the money and the power
And go out with a bangIt's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head
Now I'm blastin'
'Cause I'm known as a G
And I'm comin' from the C-P-T
And you should know
Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
[Verse 1: Eazy-E]
This is a real life jack in progress
Nigga, give up your shit or take two to the chest with the cripness
'Cause I ain't fuckin' around, G
So take a look at a real live nigga that's crazy
And get ready to die, loc
Any last words before your ass gets smoked?
It ain't a joke
Because my pockets is broke, my friend
That's why I gotta do you in
Give up your ends and your gold and your brand new Nikes
And anything else I might like
And then I'm off in the wind again
To catch the next sucker slippin', takin' two to the chin
I'm on a roll, two niggas in one night
Didn't even have to fight
Just pulled out my 9 to end another's life
That's real life so forget the silly shit you heard
Now, nigga, tell me, do you have any last words?'Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head
Now I'm blastin'
'Cause I'm known as a G
And I'm comin' from the C-P-T
And you should know
Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
[Verse 2: Eazy-E]
Another murder I committed made front page
A nigga dead from a drive-by, did him with a 12 gauge
The first stage of insanity
People say it ain't wise to get faded off the St. Ides
A mother cries, another son lies in a casket
Life was fun while it lasted
That silly bastard had to get caught slippin' and set trippin'
You should have seen that niggas blood drippin'
Too many lives took, too many hearts broke
But you don't hear me, you just see my fuckin' gun smoke
Some ask why do I take so many lives from the innocent little ones
But where I come from we take shit real
You peel caps so you get your fuckin' cap peeled
Grab your steel, forget about what you heard
It's do or die, nigga
Any last words?'Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head
Now I'm blastin'
'Cause I'm known as a G
And I'm comin' from the C-P-T
And you should know
Bitch ass niggas can't fuck with the Eazy
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
[Verse 3: Eazy-E]
I got the 9 and I'm finna straight creep
Feel I need to take another's life, so I peep
Checkin' the scene but stayin' low so I'm not seen
'Case I gotta get away, gotta make the shit clean, G
So I'm lookin' for a victim
Gotta be right, took my time and I picked 'em
Scoped shit, then I licked him
Now I'm back in the news, no clues but yet another murder
You should have heard the nigga squeal when I stuck his ass
I had to grin 'cause it's funny, nigga, fuck his ass
He ain't the last and surely ain't the first, G
But his monkey ass rolled away in a hearse, G
So I'm feelin' somewhat relieved
Just another day in the life of the Eazy
A real G, so forget the silly shit you heard
It's do or die, Eazy-E gets that last wordCause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head
Now I'm blastin'
'Cause I'm known as a G
And I'm comin' from the C-P-T
And you should know
Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy
'Cause it's the end of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
So I take my nine, put it on my set, bust a cop in his head
Now I'm blastin'
'Cause I'm known as a G
And I'm comin' from the C-P-T
And you should know
Bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up (Can't fuck with Eazy)
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (You should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' packs can't fuck with Eazy)
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (Can't fuck with the Eazy)
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Wet 'em up, wet 'em up (It's the end of the world)
(Can't fuck with Eazy)
Why no image of E?
4:03
Henri may very act a little bit scary, got the weed in my backpack My lyrics are doper than a fatstack of crack. chill and relax. Chilling in my 78 lac step back infact walk away Before i attack.
Music is my shit, that I fuck with Feeling extra terrestrial henri is incredible a little unprofessional
But Hes the mighty respectable, slightly intellectual dimensional demon, I likely wearing and tearing nikes
Chilling feelin the tripp he take a little sip fuck on a bitch and dip we
Headed to my crib.
About to get stoned swearing and staring sitting in the room preparing my soul for the doom. Chilling in the afternoons, I resume
Playing the tunes let's go " VROOM"
You already guessed how my flow
Might go commando headed solo hit you with right tight combo Smoke that oragano, I really hope that your enjoying the show. Bro You really dont know but that's how my shit goes
About to get that W double E down to the D roll up a J O and I N T, I'm a chronic fene, I'm only 15teen. If you wan a chill you. better bring the green, I'm a killing machine
Dont fuck with me
I'll make it look death scene and take a breath and drink some lean
And leave unseen.
Dont lie to us boyy
You better come clean
Like I said before I'm a C H R O N I C fene, fuck with me you get my submachine,
So dont fuck with with me X3
I'm alright, no purpose in life
Just hand over the surgical knife. For me to end my life, let henri be peaceful, in the after life.
I came to see if anyone was acting like me. I'm infectious like a disease
Boyy you better retreat, or ill retrieve my feet and kick a motherfucka until hes deceased henri is a beast.
Feast on the weak, let a motherfucka speak.
Grabbing the tush, lets smoke the kush, stop and listen (shush) gripping the bong cya so long this is the end of the song . I guess I'll Leave the scene
I'm a chronic fene so dont fuck with me X3
coming through the doors with full motherphucking force I'm going straight for the source you better be scared henri might immerse but first let me start my verse I haven't gotten a time to rehearse, this shit can be worse, so be happy that I haven't cursed you yet. Boy you better believe that shit hurts, everyone knows I dress in black clothes, lurk in the shadows bitch that's how it goes. You wanna go I'll hit ya with a few blows to the nose and leave you to decompose
So what's is it gonna be you gonna flee, let me grab my submachine and let's see. The key is to act crazy this kinda shit happens daily but always remember to have safety off. Pull the trigger blast off, henri is the last in the stand off,
Cough cough
Henri may very be a bit scary, hes got the weed in my backpack My lyrics are doper than a fatstack of crack. chill and relax. Chilling in my 78 lac step back infact walk away Before i attack.
Music is my shit, that I fuck with Feeling extra terrestrial henri is incredible a little unprofessional
But Hes the mighty respectable, intellectual dimensional demon, slightly stalking and creeping
Chilling feelin the tripp now henri takes a sip fucks on a bitch and dips we
Headed to my crib.
About to get stoned swearing and staring sitting in the room preparing my soul for the doom. Chilling in the afternoons, I resume
Playing the tunes let's go " VROOM"
You already guessed how my flow
Might go commando headed solo hit you with right tight combo Smoke that oragano, I really hope that your enjoying the show. Bro You really dont know but that's how my shit goes
About to get that W double E down to the D roll up a J O I N T, I'm a chronic fene, I'm only a teen. If you wan a chill you. better bring the green, I'm a killing machine
Dont fuck with me
I'll make it look a death scene take a breath and drink some lean
And leave unseen.
Dont lie to us boyy
You better come clean
Like I said before I'm a C H R O N I C fene, fuck with me you get my submachine,
So dont fuck with with me X3
no purpose in life, I'm alright
Just hand over the surgical knife. For me to end my life, let henri be peaceful, in the after life.
I came to see if anyone was acting like me. I'm infectious like a disease
Boyy you better retreat, or ill retrieve my feet and kick a motherfucka until hes deceased henri is a beast.
Feast on the weak, let a motherfucka speak.
Grabbing the tush, lets smoke the kush, stop and listen (shush) gripping the bong cya so long this is the end of the song . I guess I'll Leave the scene
I'm a chronic fene so dont fuck with me X3