[Intro: Arsenio Hall, Eazy-E, B.G. Knocc Out & Dresta]
Could I ask you a question about you personally?
Is there a misconception about Eazy-E that you would like
To look into the camera, and clear up?
'Cause we hear so much, we see so much
What would you like to say about Eazy?
Let me see
First of all, I want to start of with uh...
Those studio gangsters out there
That been talk-
No, no, wait, wait
What's the, what's the, I-I just
I just want to define it for, middle America
A studio gangster
It's somebody that's not real, they go in the studio
And all the sudden become hard, when they used to do daaance music
*Audience applauds*
Okay
I tell you bout it a little later though
Okay, Okay
But don't believe nothin' they say anyway
Talking 'bout I ganked him for whatever, and all that so
Don't ever believe everything you hear
Yeah, okay
Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton
G's, n***a please, G-G-G-G's n***a please
Please, n***a please, Please, n***a please
This is going out to you studio gangstas
Please, n***a please
This is going out to you studio gangstas
[Verse 1: Spice 1]
You n***as get up in the studio and all wanna' be G's (G's)
But you talkin' 'bout some shit that you've seen on TV (TV)
You watch too many movies (Movies) False sense of reality
I dissected your game, and bitch n***a was my analogy
Think it's a game (game) you bullshittin'? (Shittin')
You gon' learn today though, m-a-make me grow them braids back and pull out the K
Have yo' ass outlined in chalk, maafucka
Shit you ain't from the streets that's why they made sidewalks
'Cause you don't walk it how you talk it, with all that gun talk
You be beefin' with suckas but we sum real mufuckas
When the prices go up, and it's a muafuckin drought (Droouught)
You be the first n***a duckin' slugs runnin' his mouth
Studio gangsta (gangsta), you just a gangsta on the microphone (Phone)
But you bitch-ass n***as better leave Spice alone
You n***as lucky that I'm rappin' too n***a, 'cause if it wasn't for this rappin'
I'd be jackin' you n***as (Jackin' you n***as)
Blaow!

[Chorus: B.G. Knocc Out]
Wangstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin' with some real muthafuckas
Wangstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin' with some real muthafuckas
Wangstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin' with some real muthafuckas
G's, n***a please, G-G-G-G's n***a please
Plea-plea-plea-
[Verse 2: Lil' Eazy E]
Little E, I'm the creation of a gangster
Known to get down from the shoulder
Stay in your lane, cuzz
Never catch us mingling with snitches and bustas
Might pop or cut ya, we don't trust ya
Sucka thought he was fly, he had his bitch with him
Straight out pussy, I let this fo-fifth rid him
Dump him off, then I cruise back to the city
Ain't nothin' pretty in the city with no pity
Head on a swivel, can't play monkey in the middle
You ain't fuckin' with a joker, miss me with them riddles
Taught well straight up since I was little
Fuck a studio gangsta, right there's the issue
Real n***as fuck with real ones, you know the plan
All 'n' together, that's how we expand
Fuck a snitch who gon' tell it all from the stands
Pops told them all, rubber n***as still don't understand

[Chorus: B.G. Knocc Out & MC Eiht]
Wangstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin' with some real muthafuckas (Chea)
Wangstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin' with some real muthafuckas (Chea)
Wangstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin' with some real muthafuckas (Chea)
G's, n***a please, G-G-G-G's n***a please (Blue stamp official, we keep it [?])
Plea-ple-ple-plea

[Verse 3: MC Eiht]
N***as are five from ones and army guns
Drive-by's through your turf, screaming fuck the ones (Fuck the ones)
What does it all mean? N***as in tight pants (Tight pants)
Chea, I'm O.G. loc, gangstas don't dance (We don't dance)
The hood took me under, no wonder you n***as weak (Weak)
Fuck a rap beef, n***a yeah the K can speak
I'm a boy in the hood, so the title is ruthless
You a studio punk, y'all hood is useless (Useless)
You ain't seen no streets, only tales and stories (Tales and stories)
If they bury me a G, homies find 'em for me (Find 'em for me)
You bad on yo Instagram, you get touched real quick when the pistol blam
We don't... fuck who you clowns know
You best keep ya beef in the studio
Who give's a fuck who you clowns know (Don't give a fuck)
Shots rang out, best hit the flo'

[Verse 4: Nawfside Outlaw]
Studio gangstas, (hahaha) laughin' at your videos (Hahaha)
Who these fruity pebble rappers lookin' like some silly hoes (Yeah)
He gangsta one minute (oh), pimpin' in the next (Wow)
Man they doin' anythang to get a check (But he a good hoe)
Working on the stroll, might as well be on the stripper pole
Fruity-ass rapper sold his soul and his booty hole (And his booty hole)
For a few crumbs, roachin' n***as lookin' dumb (Dumb)
All you stupid rappers better run (N***a, fuck you)
(Run)

[Verse 5: Spice 1]
Studio gangstas (gangstas), Who do y'all bang with? (Bang with)
Crips, Bloods, G.D.'s (G.D.'s), what set you be claimin'? (Claimin')
N***a who you hang wit'? (Hang wit') Where the fuck your hood at? (Hood at)
N***a you ain't got no hood, get treated like a hood rat (Hood rat)
Bitch n***a twerkin' like he givin' up the pussycat (Pussycat)
Girls at his shows (show), but he don't want the kitty though
And if you think he rappin' to bitches then you really slow (Really slow)
Haha shiet then n***a, n***a you really slow

[Chorus: B.G. Knocc Out]
Wangstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin' with some real muthafuckas
Wangstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin' with some real muthafuckas
Wangstas, studio gangstas, bustas but this time you dealin' with some real muthafuckas
G's, n***a please, G-G-G-G's n***a please, please, n***a please

[Outro: B.G. Knocc Out & Dresta]
Please, n***a, please
This is going out to you studio gangstas
Please, n***a, please
This is going out to you studio gangstas
Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton
Please, n***a, please
Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton
This is going out to you studio gangstas
Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton
Please, n***a, please
Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton
This is going out to you studio gangstas