Eazy-Duz-It

(He was once a thug from around the way)

(Eazy, but you should)...

Bitch, shut the fuck up, get the fuck outta here

Yo, Dre (What's up?), gimme a funky-ass bassline

(What the fuck is up?)

(In the place to be)

(Coming on the mic is) (Eazy-mothafuckin-E)

(Dre is on the beat, Yella's on the cut)

(So listen up close while we rip 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, muthafuckers 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

And 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 and start rubbing my gat

Feeling good as hell because my pockets are fat

A hardcore villian cold roaming the streets

And 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 fuck, I make you ask "what was it?"

Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it

(I was knocking muthafuckers out)

(What's your name boy?)

Funky, fresh Eazy-E

(Kick, kick that shit)

(Where you from fool, Compton, yeah)

Rolling through the hood, cold tearing shit up

Stick my head out the window and I say what's up

To the niggas 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 fuck"

So I put my shit in park and had to try my luck

Hard to roll wit my bitch jocking 24-7

Rolled them muthafuckers, ate 'em up, hit 11

Got another point, I made a ten a fo'

Was taking niggas money and was itching for mo'

Laughing in their faces and said "you're all making me rich"

Then one punk got jealous, cold slap 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 smoked his ass (ha ha)

Because I'm a gansta having fun

Never leave the pad without packing a gun

Hitting hard as fuck, I make you ask "what was it?"

Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it

(Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it)

Muthafuckin' 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 muthafucker

He's addicted, he's a smoker but in Compton called a clucker

He used to have a house car and 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 and straight took his ass out!

Now I wanted for a murder that I had to commit

Yeah, I went to jail but that wasn't shit

She got to the station about a quarter of nine

Call 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 shit 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 baliff of the station was a neighborhood cluck

I looked him straight in the eye and "said what's up?"

And said "let's make a deal, you know I'll do you up"

Now im back on the streets and my records are clean

I creeped on my bitch wit my Uzi machine

Went to the house and kicked down the door

Unloaded like hell, cold smoked the hoe!

Because I'm a gansta having fun

Never leave the pad without packing a gun

Hitting hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it

Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it

From around the way, born in '73

Harcore B-boy named Eazy-E

It's '88 now, '73's obselete

A nigga wit a serious ass attitude and 100% street

And if you all wanna hear some more

(In one way or the other, I'm a bad brother)

(Word to the muthafucker)