No Vaseline (Original Version)

[Intro]

It's one thing!

He was the wrong nigga to fuck with!

[Verse 1]

Goddamn, I'm glad y'all set it off

Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft

First you was down with the AK

And now I see you on a video with Michel'le

Looking like straight Bozos

I saw it coming, that's why I went solo

And kept on stompin'

While y'all mothafuckers moved straight outta Compton

Living with the whites

One big house and not another nigga in sight

I started off with too much cargo

Dropped four niggas now I'm making all the dough

White man just ruling

The Niggas With Attitudes? Who ya foolin'?

Y'all niggas just phony

I put that on my Mama and my dead homies

Yella Boy's on your team, so you're losing

Ayo Dre, stick to producing

Calling me Arnold, but you been-a-dick

Jerry Heller saw your ass and went in it quick

You got jealous when I got my own company

But I'm a man, and ain't nobody humping mе

Trying to sound like Amerikkka's Most?

You could yell all day, but you don't comе close

'Cause you know I'm the one that flowed

Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go

With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B

And y'all disgrace the C-P-T

'Cause you're getting fucked out your green

By a white boy, with no vaseline

[Chorus]

Now's my chance to get back at you

Damn, it feels good to see people, on it

[Verse 2]

The bigger the cap, the bigger the peeling

Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?

You're getting fucked real quick

And Eazy's dick is smelling like MC Ren's shit

Tried to tell you a year ago

But Willie D told me to let a ho be a ho, so

I couldn't stop you from getting ganked

Now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank

Tried to diss Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it

'Cause the broomstick fit your ass so perfect

Cut my hair? Naw, cut them balls

'Cause I heard you like giving up the drawers

Gang-banged by Jerry Heller

Getting money out your ass like a mothafucking Ready Teller

Giving up the dollar bills

Now they got The Villain with a purse and high-heels

So don't believe what Ren say

'Cause he's going out like Kunta Kinte

But I got a whip for ya, Toby

Used to be my homie, now you act like you don't know me

It's a case of divide-and-conquer

'Cause you let a Jew break up my crew

House nigga gotta run and hide

Yelling Compton, but you moved to Riverside

So don't front, MC Ren

'Cause I remember when you drove a B-210

Broke as a mothafucking joke

Let you on the scene to back up the First Team

It ain't my fault, one nigga got smart

And they ripping your asshole apart

By taking your green

Oh yeah, The Villain does get fucked with no vaseline

[Verse 3]

I never have dinner with the President

And when I see your ass again, I'll be hesitant

Now I think you a snitch

Throw a house nigga in a ditch

Half-pint bitch, fucking your homeboys, you little maggot

Eazy-E turned faggot

With Jerry Heller

Fucking MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella

But if they were smart as me

Eazy-E would be hanging from a tree

With no vaseline

Just a match and a little bit of gasoline

Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on

Till that Jheri curl is gone

On a permanent vacation

Off of Jerry Heller's plantation

Heard you both got the same bank account

Dumb nigga, what you thinking bout?!

Get rid of that Devil real simple

Put a bullet in his temple

'Cause you can't be the Nigga 4 Life crew

With a white jew telling you what to do