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Eazy-Duz-It

by Eazy-E

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Little Girl Voice) He once was a thug from around the way. Eazy, but you should(Eazy-E Interupts with) Bitch, Shut the fuck up.Get the fuck out of here. Yo Dre give me a funky ass bass line. (Intro Chorus) What fuck is up? In the place to be. Coming on the mic is Eazy Motherfucking-E. Dre is on the beat.Yella's on the cut. So listen right close while we rip shit up. (Shit Up echoes while fading.) Well I'm Eazy-E, I got bitches galore You may have a lot of bitches but I got much more Wit my super duper group coming out to shoot Eazy-E, motherfuckers cold knocking the boots 'Cause I'm a hip-hop thugster, I used to be a mugster If you heard (cash register), you think I own a drugstore Getting stupid because I know how And if a sucker talks shit, I give him a (POW) 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 villain cold roaming the streets And wit a homie like Dre just supplying the beats Because I'm a ganster 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 does it I was knocking motherfuckers 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 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 motherfuckers, 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 Till 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 (gunshots), Then I shot (gunshots) As you can see, I cold smoked his ass (ha ha) Because I'm a ganster 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 does it (Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it) Motherfucking Eazy does it But how does he do it Eazy does it do it eazy That's what I'm doing Stop Man what ya 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 motherfucker 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 Yea I went to jail but that wasn't shit 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 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 do' Unloaded like hell, cold smoked the ho Because I'm a ganster 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 does it From around the way, born in '73 Hardcore B-boy named Eazy-E It's '88 now, '73's obsolete A nigga with 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 motherfucker

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