Just tah let you know

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Artist: Eazy-E

Song: Just tah let ya know

Album: Str8 off tha streetz of muthaphukkin Compton

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Eazy - E

Eazy...

It's the man commin' up from the land of the CPT,

what's my muthaphukkin name, Eazy-E...

Commin' through with the big lick for 94,

showin all your them true as gangsta flow,

so bow wow, bow down, the big dogs in town,

and them guts is the only thang a nigga pound,

lay back as I blow a fat sac,

hitting switches for the bitches,

spinin' corners in a cadilac.

So take a ride on the ruthless side,

whith the E to the A-Z-Y,

that nigga makin' more of ya hits then you do,

you foes', need to recoginze it's true,

when I role through,

try to speak up on the O.G,

nigga you dont know me,

raise up on these nuts,

little wanna be, cuz I piel caps at meebe,

and that's nuthin' you're gon' bring,

gone, see me, just tah let ya know...

[chorus]*2

One more time for tha rhymes again, commin from the

C.O.M.P.T.O.N, just tah let ya know, just tah let ya know...

It's the E commin up from the gank, so nigga let me ride all

the way to the bank, cuz ain't nuthin' on my mind but

them chips, gotta have a grip when a nigga dip,

back from the past of the Compton streetz,

when them niggaz gettin' beat, when thoose gangstaz meet,

and foes' gettin' mad cuz they can't ride like I ride,

front and back, different side to side,

and it's been like that since I was a B.G,

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

moma said every days like this,

foes screaming that I put them in the twist,

thought you had it bad, is it really all good,

if the homies only know in the hood,

that you was gettin' dumb like a two dollar hoe,

it's just a little something from the E tah let ya know...

[chorus]*2

It's still the C.P.T, nuthin' more, nuthin' less,

on a quest, to put that bomb in my chest,

cuz them busta as niggaz can't see what I'm saying,

they think the E be playin', buuut I ain't givin' up nuthin

but this glock in your mouth, so recognize that and

get ya punk as knocked out, so if you wanna ride,

nigga jump on in, sip a cup of gin' ain't no friends,

when it's comes to ins,

so no hard fealings when you niggaz deep dealing,

but see original, Compton criminal,

cuz the only thing popin' it's the snap,

it ain't no fun when a nigga be test, prehaps,

but a nigga like the E ain't trippin' though,

I'm just here to let ya niggaz know...

[Chorus] *2