[Intro]
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?
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?
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