Eazy-Duz-It

He was once a thug from around the way Eazy

But you should bitch shut the f**k up
Get the f**k outta here yo Trey
Wassup gimme a Funky ass bassline

What the f**k is up in the place to be
Coming on the mic is Eazy muthaf**king e

Trey is on the beat yellow's on the cut
So listen up close while we rip shit up
Shit up shit up shit up shit up
Well I'm Eazy-E I got bitches galore

You may have a lot of bitches but I got much more
With my super duper group coming out to shoot
Eazy-E muthafukas cold knocking the boots
'Cause I'm a hip hop thugster I used to be a mugster
If you heard Compton you think I own a drugstore

Getting stupid because I know how
An' if a sucker talks shit I give him a

8 ball sipping the bitches are flipping
Slow down I hit a dipping continue my tripping
Hitting my switches collect from my bitches
The money that I make so I can add to my riches
Fill my stash box an' start rubbing my gat

Feeling good as hell because my pockets are fat
A hardcore villian cold roaming the streets
An' wit a homie like Dre just supplying the beats
Because I'm a gansta having fun

Never leave the pad without packing a gun

Hitting hard as f**k I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now Eazy duz it
Eazy duz it
I was knocking muthafukas out

What's your name boy Funky fresh Eazy-E

Kick kick that shit

Where you from fool Compton yea
Rolling through the hood cold tearing shit up
Stick my head out the window an' I say what's up
To the niggaz on the corner cold bumping the box
But you know that's an alibI for slanging the rocks
A dice game started so I said what the f**k
So I put my shit in park an' had to try my luck
Hard to roll wit my bitch jocking 24 7

Rolled them muthafukas ate 'em up hit 11

Got another point I made a ten a fo'
Was taking niggaz money an' was itching for mo'

Laughing in their faces an' said you're all making me rich
Then one punk got jealous cold slapped my bitch

He pulled out his gat I knew he wouldn't last
So I said to myself Homeboy you better think fast
He shot then I shot

As you can see I cold broke his ass

Because I'm a gansta having fun

Never leave the pad without packing a gun

Hitting hard as f**k I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now Eazy duz it
Eazy duz it
Wait a minute wait a minute who does it
Muthaf**king Eazy duz it but how does he do it

Eazy duz it do it Eazy that's what I'm doing

Stop man whatcha gonna do now
Now I'm a break it down just to tell a little story
Straight out the box from the gangsta category

About a sucker a sucker muthaf**ka
He's addicted he's a smoker but in Compton called a clucker
He used to have a house car an' golden rings
But the cooky cooky crack took all those things

He must of been starving 'cause he broke in my house
Caught the nigga on the street an' straight took his ass out
Now I wanted for a murder that I had to commit
Yea I went to jail but that wasn't shit
Got to the station about a quarter of nine
Called my bitch to get me out 'cause I was down for mine
The bitch was a trip cold hung up the phone
Now my only phone call was in the ganking zone

All the things I did for her like keeping her rich
I swear when I get out I'm gonna kill the bitch
Well by now you should know it was just my luck
The bailiff of the station was a neighborhood cluck
I looked him straight in the eye an' said what's up
An' said let's make a deal you know I'll do you up
Now back on the streets an' my records are clean

I creeped on my bitch wit my uzI machine

Went to the house an' kicked down the door
Unloaded like hell cold smoked the ho

Because I'm a gansta having fun

Never leave the pad without packing a gun

Hitting hard as f**k I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now Eazy duz it
Eazy duz it

From around the way born in '73

Hardcore b boy named Eazy-E

It's '88 now '73's obsolete
A nigga wit a serious ass attitude an' 100% street

An' if you all wanna hear some more

In one way or the other I 'm a bad brother brother
Word to the muthafuka
Eazy-Duz-It - Eazy-E