Artist: Eazy-E
Song: Wut would U do
Album: Str8 of tha Streetz of Muthapukkin Compton

Inside the mind of real gee's
Death Row is looked up on as the studio gangstaz of the 90's
a joke, ha ha ha ha
In a game called five minutes to fame
you wasted four minutes, now you've got seconds left
kick it, ha ha ha ha

Come on come on now let me ride
nigga Eazy-E C.P.T high like hell you figga
to be the best on the West, hu yeah foe locked out
this is east side niggaz, south Compton
and I put it on the map
So when a dogg pound crypt you wanna scrap
and this is commin' straight from the ruthless gangsta Eazy-E
now what would I do, ha ha, lets see
Now I would take out suge stop down the row since Dre is a bitch, pimp
slap the hoe, baby, now I'm seeing devils oh man two dogs in a huddle
ah goddamn, now digge di digge di Daz, I bigge di bigge di blast
dope rhymes, smoke that ass
now Kurupt don't even set trip, yelling Long Beach, six o' blood and
puppy pound crip, really dough got my nuts on ya chin while I'm 
all in ya fuckin hoe.
So come with it foe' and test that luck and I beat that ass now call me 
kurupt. Now creep into the fall yeah bind of Luke
got my nine milli-killa hunting a dog named Snoop
You can run nigga but you can't hide, Eazy-E straight creeping on the east 
side. Seventeen Long Beach south follow Snoop free basing in a rock house
I kicked in the door I said it before, I never let no bustaz test me no 
moe. Murder was the case that they gave me, murder was the case that
they gave me, I smoke all ya foes even your bobo and your baby.
(Whatch out buddy boy, watch your back)

 
Yeah what would you do, what would you do if we rolled on you,
what would you do, what would you do if we rolled on you,
what would you do, what would you do if we rolled on you,
what would you do, what would you do...

Dirty Red I come on the snake, hittin' niggaz slow, with the
crabby ass flow, as I creep through the streetz peepin' niggaz
from Deth Row, bet U I know, witch one of you makes the best
hoe, so let me break it down as I'm lost in the mist, take
word of advice and don't be fuckin' with this, it's ain't
no joke, niggaz choke from the smoke that I blaze, purple
haze, you be dace in the stunt, I put you on your back, nigga
what, I am the gods in a doggy dogg world I never loved with
must, only nutz in the click and dick in your mouth the year
it is 95 and I'm runnin' the house, so tell me what can you do
nigga what can you do, nigga what could you do, if we in a few
all my homies came through dumping real on your trick, made bitch
made niggaz, what could you do, what could you do if we rolled on you
Yeah what could you do, what could you do if we rolled on you
what would you do, what would you do if we rolled on you
what could you do, what could you do if we rolled on you...
Dr.Dre, straight busta
never broke a law in his life, besides beatin up Ricky Harrises wife, ha ha...
Snoop Dogg, From a high top fame to sportin n' brace, now his
laid, fame no fortune and gettin' played, not paid, played...
Treated like a prostitude, and we all know who's doin' the
pimpin...
Daz, Don't be a follower, be a leader, stay of the next mans nutz
Kurupt, The king pin' stick with the 6 O's you don't need those
other hoes, cuz they're about to go up in you, only if you let them
ha ha ha ha...
Death Row, Really dough, biiitttccchhh...