… [Eazy] … [E]… [Eazy] … [E][padapapow] [Eazy] [padapapow] [E][padapapow] [Eazy] [padapapow] [E] (keeps on repeating)Verse One:It’s that man comin up from that land of tha C-P-T(« What’s my motherfuckin name? » – Snoop) Eazy-EComin thru with a big lick for ’94Showin alla y’all them true-ass gangsta flowsSo bow-wow bow-wow the big dog’s in townand them guts is the only thing a nigga poundLaid back as I blow a fat sackHittin switches for them bitches, hittin corners in a CadillacSo take a ride on tha ruthless sidewith the E to the A-Z-YThat nigga makin more off yo hits than you doyou fools, need to recognize this crew when I roll throughTryin to speak up on tha OG, nigga you don’t know meBreak em off these nuts lil wanna-beCause I peel caps if need beAnd ain’t nothin you gonna bring don’t see meJust tah let U know…Chorus: repeat 2XOne more time for the rhyme againComin from the C-O-M-P-T-O-NJust tah let U knowJust tah let U knowVerse Two:It’s the E comin up from the gankso nigga let me ride all the way to the bankCoz ain’t nuthin on my mind but the gipsGotta have a grip, run a nigga dipBack to the pass on the Compton streetzWhere the niggaz get beat when us gangstas meetAnd fools gettin mad coz they can’t ride like I rideFront n back, dippin side to sideAnd it’s been like that since I was a BG »It’s the E, » that’s what they scream when they see meMama said every day is like thisFools screamin that I put em in a twistThought you had it bad, isn’t really all goodIf the homies only knew in the hoodThat you was gettin done like a two dollar hoeIt’s just a lil something from the E tah let U know…ChorusVerse Three:It’s still the C-P-T, nuthin more, nuthin lessOn a quest to put that bomb in my chestCoz them busta-ass niggaz can’t see what I’m sayinThey think the E be playin [What ?]But I ain’t givin up nuthin but this glock in yo mouthSo recognize that and get yo punk ass knocked outSo if you wanna ride nigga jump on inSip a cup o’ gin. Ain’t no friends when it come to endsSo no hard feelings when you niggaz be dealinwith the original Compton criminalCoz the only thing poppin is a snapsand ain’t no fun when a nigga be tap perhapsbut a nigga like the E ain’t trippin thoughI’m just here tah let U niggaz know…[CHORUS][Insert:]You have your own freedom of choiceSo you do what the fuck you feel like doin