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Eazy-E - Any Last Werdz feat. Kokane - It's On 187um Killa
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
COLD 187um
COLD 187um
Vocals
KoKane
KoKane
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carole Sylvan
Carole Sylvan
Songwriter
George Victory
George Victory
Songwriter
Gerry Thomas
Gerry Thomas
Songwriter
Gregory Hutchison
Gregory Hutchison
Songwriter
Kevyn Carter
Kevyn Carter
Songwriter
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Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
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COLD 187um
COLD 187um
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Donovan "The Dirt Biker" Sound
Donovan "The Dirt Biker" Sound
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Lyrics

1999 The world is at its end, fuck it We want the money and the power And go out with a bang 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, Now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up This is a real life jack in progress Nigga give up your shit or take two to the chest with the cripness 'Cause I ain't fuckin' around, G So take a look at a real live nigga that's crazy And get ready to die, loc Any last werdz, before your ass gets smoked It ain't a joke, because my pockets is broke my friend That's why I gotta do you in Give up your N's and your gold and your brand new Nike's And anything else I might like And then I'm off in the wind again To catch the next sucker slippin' takin two to the chin I'm on a role two niggas in one night didn't even have to fight Just pulled out my 9 to end anothers life That's real life so forget the silly shit you heard Now nigga tell me: "Do you have any last werdz?" 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Another murder I committed made front page A nigga dead from a drive-by did him with a 12 gauge The first stage of insanity People say it ain't wise, to get faded of the St. Ides A mother cries, another son lies in a casket Life was fun while it lasted That silly bastard had to get caught trippin' and set trippin' You should have seen that niggas blood drippin' To many lives took, to many hearts broke But you don't hear me you just see my fuckin gun smoke Some ask why do I take so many lives from The innocent little ones But where I come from, we take shit real You peel caps so you get your fucking cap peeled Grab your steel, forget about what you heard It's do or die, nigga, any last werdz 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up I got the 9 and I'm pullin' to straight creep Feel I need to take anothers life so I peep Checkin' the scene but stayin' low so I'm not seen case I gotta get away Gotta make the shit clean, G So I'm lookin' for a victim Gotta be right took my time and I picked him Scoped shit then I licked 'em Now I'm back in the news no clues but yet another murder You should have heard the nigga squill when I stuck his ass I had to grin cause it's funny nigga fuck his ass He ain't the last and surely ain't the first, G But his monkey ass rolled away in a hurst, G So I'm feelin' some what relieved Just another day in the life of the Eazy A real G so forget the silly shit you heard It's do or die, Eazy-E gets that last word 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy 'Cause it's the end of the world And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction So I take my 9, put it on my chest bust a cop in his head, now I'm blastin' 'Cause I'm known as a G and I'm coming from the C-P-T And you should know, bitch ass niggas runnin' back can't fuck with Eazy Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up Wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Writer(s): Jerry Buddy Long, Gerry Thomas, Kevyn Bernard Carter, Gregory Frenard Hutchison, Carole A. Sylvan, George R. Victory Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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