Eazy-e - Still Talkin' lyrics

Good evening, and welcome to eazy's playhouse You stupid muthaf**a Now that you got the album What the f** are you gonna do with it b**h Easily I approach 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** up I'm goin' to get my gauge and Unload the barrel and laugh 'cause I'm puttin' lead in your mothaf**in' a** Psychopathic, but the hoes 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 hoes when I f** 'cause I do a check, nut 1 nut 2 Then I save a nut for when there's nothin' else to do Get used to the crew, b**h, cause I would never quit As soon as you think that's it I'm still talkin' sh** I told you that n***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**h or a two One's sharon and the other one shaun I want to nut but which one do I want? Shaun said eazy let me f** you blind And sharon said e I want to blow your mind I said f** it, I know what should be done Just pull your panties down and I'll f** the biggest one And then I get the Other p**y put it in the freezer So I can always have a on-hold skeezer Yeah that's the ticket, I'll do it like that So I told the hoes to take a big step back Took the zipper down, eyes wide, and said Here's what I'm gonna put inside Grab it like a rabbit, grab it let's work it But I won't love you when I'm done I'd still be talkin' sh** ... That boy'z good Yeah that boy's good That mothaf**a'z talkin' all kinds of sh** I used to get p**y like eazy eric every day You're mothaf**in' lyin' How you know I'm mothaf**in' lyin'? You're lyin', your dick can't get hard .. Oh, s** my dick mothaf**a n***a you lied Who you're talkin' to..? Wait a minute, wait a minute, cut that sh** Hey yo yella boy! wantcha rewind it! n***as don't see I'm a 100% legit And you know it ain't about all that bullsh** It's about f**in' this b**h and that b**h But not the b**h with the 7 day itch, like that ho' Just throwin' me the p**y 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**h on the gank move, to skeaze me Just to say "I got f**ed by eazy" So I slapped the ho' like a pimp Oi might be a woman-beater but I'm not a p**y-eater So when the sh** hits the fan, it's outta my mouth You don't like what I'm talkin' about? All of ya'll can just s** my dick You can quote me now cause I'm still talkin' sh** The boy's good, I told you the boy's good The n***a has talent You don't know a damn thing Yeah, I like that part, bring that sh** back one more time, maestro That's that old z.z. hill, huh? I can do the mashed potato n***a, what can you do? I can do the bugaloo Bugaloo!? that old sh** been played out since 1967 Hey f** you, f** you