[Chorus x4] YEAH! Black n***aaaaaaaaaa YEAH! k**a k**a k**a k**a [Verse 1: Eazy-E] Black n***a k**a Hate brought d**h Around the block as the hollow points bust though the punks back Raising gang feel no pain as I penetrate n***as fly deep as I strike a quick pace I got the evil of a dead n***a trapped in my mind So my soul is a threat to my mankind Born to k** I'm wicked by nature Cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hell raisers I'm 30 ot 6 with the scope I make a skinhead brain bust all across the West Coast Motherf**ers catchin heat As I bring anger And release more danger from my chamber The evil in my blood is possessed So I creep low from the back slow and puts lead in that n***a's flesh Ain't no hope, every n***a wants to be the nine milla on the trigga The black n***a k**a [Chorus x4] [Verse 2: Eazy-E] Deep from the d**h as I crept I can feel his Glock in the back of my neck I'm thinkin to myself "what the f**" as I pause I can feel my heart thumpin from my balls Up against his gun what the f** could I do? If I make a wrong move, the n***a might shoot My pops always warned me when I was comin up If I play p**y, I'm bound to get f**ed Though bein broke as hell it be drivin me crazy Hooked up with my n***as start jackin n***as daily Fat sacks of dough, to Dayton's, I got em Slang em dirt cheap cause everything was profit Now I got his nine on the back of my mind As I watch my life pa** right before my eyes The sh** that I done, is all in my face Reflections of d**h as I step with my 38 The black n***a k**a [Chorus x4] [Verse 3: Eazy-E] Which b**h made the statement? About the n***a busting caps sporting all black Ben Davis I'm out the door My pager's blowin up I check my gat twice Cause n***as like to jack on a late night And as I'm livin like a criminal I try my best to keep my gang tight and stay away from punk n***as Strikin down Broadway I caught some n***as out of bounds from the Upper MLK Slowly crept from the cut at a quick pace Ain't no love in my heart all I feel is hate So 25 with that L might be mando Cause n***a I'm k**ing for them gold things with that Zapco I watch the terror in eyes as he backed up Ease of the break pop that clutch and watch his chest bust Wide open as I bounce in the night quicker From the nine milla trigga The black n***a k**a [Chorus x10]