Ruthless Life - Intellectual

[Intro]

Cruel gangsta shit

Yes, just another chapter in ruthless chronicles scene

Eazy, Cashish, Loesta, lick up

Buck, buck, buck!

[Verse 1: Eazy-E]

One, and then comes the two then the motherfuckin' three

Then comes the Eazy to the other fuckin' E

Playin' niggas' life like a puppet

And can't nan sucka touch it, so fuck it

Rappers wanna diss, I'd rather see 'em

'Cause I rip your fuckin' face out a magazine

O.G. gangsta lean

Now after I shit, your face wipes that ass clean

Time to get tipsy

And don't want a bitch if she can't rub the balls like a gypsy

Who's all in?

Eazy, Cash and Loesta, we on the mothafuckin' spiel

Motherfuck what ya heard, I'm more than that

A real nigga from the hood and I'm all of that

Thick as a hicky

A picky nigga fittin' dickies with bitches strictly dickly

Many sets I rolled on

And killed squeals that told on my homies and so on

Don't ask Eazy shit

And still a hit is a hit, and a bitch is a bitch

Hangin' on my nuts like a hair strand

Hangin' there with nan heart, and nan plan

Ass out like an asshole

Runnin' to my dick with a rhyme and a lasso

Again and again

From beginning to end, it's my nuts on your chin

[Chorus]

That ruthless life (Life), life is what we live

That's how we live, nigga

Gimmie that gangsta shit (That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit)

That ruthless life (Life), is what we live

(That's how we live, nigga)

Gimmie that gangsta shit

(That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit)

[Verse 2: Cashish]

Like shots to your dome

Killin' off hella coppers, get dropped in the home

With the bangers and drug slangers that cocked on the chrome

Hangin' out of the Caprices in S.C. streets with

Curb servin' head, jerkin' legs, squirtin' out your back

Feds hurt without the strap

Throw up the fleet, snap your limbs in a heat

Helicopter toppler dropping the breeze

Poppin' the thieves for my knots in the streets

And the blocks and the priest

Eager to pump and leave ya

What you need is a real heat seeker

Dig in the bass, up in the state, dick in your face

If you tripping get banged by them black plate

Cracked the safe, I'm comin' out of your space

Like an atom bomb rippin' your steak

Runnin' your lips, they got sniff for your pain

By these L-E-Gs, nailin' the fleas

Tryna escape cause you feel the gauge, pump and the squeeze

[Chorus]

That ruthless life (Life), life is what we live

That's how we live, nigga

Gimmie that gangsta shit (That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit)

That ruthless life (Life), is what we live

(That's how we live, nigga)

Gimmie that gangsta shit

(That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit)

[Verse 3: Loesta]

This for the scene, for the hot four money getters

For the dope dealers, for the big hitters

For my datin' diners, for the regal bidness

My instrumental killers are real niggas

My no talent niggas, hands on your triggers

This where the peace meet the fatal realistical

And where the hard shit meet the radio

Niggas tastin' the chrome, niggas taste the flow

The street game is so motherfuckin' heinous

Gangsta, my head rest, L-E-G vest

It's a city of its own in the projects

Street life end in cocaine, what's next?

Hopping with the hotters, killing with the best

Leaving the scene wet, crime elements

Take his money, clips, his dogs and his ribs

Entertainers, where all this damn entertainment?

Gagging the fool on the day [?] Raymond

Gangsta shit, legends in the mix

From S.C. to the CPT

Coming to take mine, he just took nine

Scratch material, we came for the dough

I'm out truly get mine watch the chrome

The primal zone, my motherfuckin' home

Brutal city, shot silly, gag Jimmy nigga, nigga