Still Talkin'-Eazy-E

Still Talkin' - Eazy-E Good evening, and welcome to Eazy's playhouse, you stupid muthaf**kaaaaaa! Now that you got the album, what the f**k are you gonna do with it, B**ch b**ch b**ch b**ch Eazily I aproach, the microphone because I ain't no joke Tell your momma to get off of my tip I have no time to give her my dick I'm gonna hold it And walk around the stage and If you f**k up I'm goin' to get my gage and Unload the barrel and lough Cuz I'm puttin' led in your mothaf**kin' a** Psychopathic, but the ho's are attracted Because when I'm on hard my dick's at least a yard In the days of old I was a nut Now I need at least 3 ho's when I f**k Cuz I do a check, nut 1 nut 2 Then I save my nut for when there's nothin' else to do You're used to the crew, b**ch Cuz I would never quit As soon as you think that's it I'm still talkin' sh*t I told you that ni**a was crazy E boy, that's my boy, godamnit I got a fable that you need to listen to It's a funky little rhyme about a b**ch or a two One Sharone and the other one Shine I want to nut but which one do I want? Shine said Eazy let me f**k you blind And Sharon said E I want to blow your mind I said f**k it, I know what should be done Just pull your panties down and I'll f**k the biggest one And then I get the other p**sy put it in the freezer So I can always have a on-hold skeezer Get out to tick it, I do it like that So I told the ho's to take a big step back Took the zipper down, I'z wide and said Here's what I'm gonna put inside Grab it like a rabbit, grab it let's wreck it But I won't love you, When I'm done I'd still be talkin' sh*t That boy'z good Yeah that boy's good That mothaf**ka'z talkin' all kinds of sh*t I used to get p**sy like eazy here and every day You're mothaf**kin' lyin' How you know I'm mothaf**kin' lyin'? You're lyin', your dick can't get hard Oh, suck my dick mothaf**ka Ni**a you lied Who you're talkin' to? Wait a minute, wait a minute, cut that sh*t, Hey yo yella boy let's rewind it Niggaz don't see I'm a 100% legit And you know it ain't about all that bullshit It's about f**kin' this b**ch and that b**ch But not the b**ch with the 7 day itch, like that ho' Just throwin' me the p**sy She says she wants to do it like a doggy She's bad, nobody is badder But she got more crabs than a seafood platter B**ch on the gang move, to skizz me Just to say I got f**ked by Eazy So I slapped the ho' like a pimp I might be a women-beater but I'm not a p**sy-eater So when the sh*t hits the fan it's outta my mouth You don't like what I'm talkin' about All of ya'll can just suck my dick You can quote me now cuz I'm still talkin' sh*t The boy's good, I told you the boy's good The ni**a has talent You don't know a damn thing Yeah, I like that part, bring that sh*t back one more time, Maestro I can do the bagaloo That old sh*t did'nt play out in 1967 Hey f**k you, f**k you