Dre:
The motherfucking saga continues...
All of you who don't believe in the real gangsta shit
cause when it comes to the real niggaz
it makes the shit they're much harder to deal with.
Yeah above the laws in this motherfucker
like Mafia for life down with the real niggaz 4 life.
Ha ha yo sweet talk tell 'em what the fuck we're here for...
Well I write ya USE Compton Watts The Wood
all across the motherfucking USA.
They know I'm walking through the valley of real niggaz,
I should fear no man on the motherfucking planet, hit me one.
Cause I've been to the mountain top y'all,
and I have been seeing through the eyes of a real nigga.
Yo, what you think about the real niggaz 187?
Yo, they make some of the coooooolest shit I had never heard,
Yo, when we came, G, I almost gave it up,
to the ruthless motherfucking gangstas.
Fear no man...
...because you're shit man yourself,
time to put the world at yourself man.
Me not seeing bobba-clot mobbing to see a pussy-clot run,
bob-bob-bob-bob-bob, keep Babylon on the run, see...
Ren:
The real niggaz is back, cause there's to many bullshit records out,
niggaz beat it for what we put out.
But you don't have to wait no longer,
because the new album is out and the shit is much stronger.
So many groups made three albums or more,
and their weak-ass shit is still sitting in the record-store.
They wonder why it never sold,
niggaz rapping since the seventies and still never went gold.
Our first record sold two million copies,
that's because you other motherfuckers are sloppy.
You came out the streets and crossed over,
and after that your career is fucking over.
Because after that you're not around,
so shut the fuck up, and witness the sound of some real niggaz.
Eazy:
Yeah, motherfucker.
keeping all you busters on the run in ninety-one,And Aubrey was her name,
A not so very ordinary girl or name.
But who's to blame?
For a love that wouldn't bloom
For the hearts that never played in tune.
Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing,
Take away the words that rhyme it doesn't mean a thing.
And Aubrey was her name.
We tripped the light and danced together to the moon,
But where was June.
No it never came around.
If it did it never made a sound,
Maybe I was absent or was listening to fast,
Catching all the words, but then the meaning going past,
But God I miss the girl,
And I'd go a thousand times around the world just to be
Closer to her than to me.
And Aubrey was her name,
I never knew her, but I loved her just the same,
I loved her name.
Wish that I had found the way
And the reasons that would make her stay.
I have learned to lead a life apart from all the rest.
If I can't have the one I want, I'll do without the best.
But how I miss the girl
And I'd go a million times around the world just to say
She had been mine for a day.