Eazy Street (Explicit)

Now I'mma Break it down and tell a story

About a n***a in the wrong territory

Sharon and Shide is who he had to meet

He made a right turn down the wrong street

Now whatta whatta whatta whatta pitty

A new jack in my muthaf**kin' city

Compton that is

They say it's *z pimpin'

Gangsta limpin'

But back back to the nitty gritty

Bout this n***a slippin' in my f**kin' city

By the time that he realized that he f**ked up

The stupid muthaf**ka got a foot in his a*s

Now this is how the story goes

Don't you ever bring your a*s

In my neiborhood f**kin' my h*es

Cause they all my h*es and even thoose

That I ain't f**ked with

Fellas I'm ready to get up and do my thang

Doin' it you know

Now let's get the story about the b***hes

And tell how this kid went from right to riches

Now he's drivin' fancy cars gettin' b***hes galore

He was a dirty little boy that I knew next door

Mack the muthaf**kin' Romey

The one and only

My d**ks to hard to be lonely

Now this muthaf**ka braggin' on how

He got all this and that and he got

All these b***hes callin' him Big Daddy

Ain't that a b***h how this muthaf**ka

Get rich on my muthaf**kin' street

That's supposed to be my god d**n money

And this bastard is use to wear platform

Shoes plad pants and nappy a*s hair under

A f**ked up hat now let's kick the story

About that

When the sun falls

And the s**t falls down

So when people start comin' around

Knockin' at the door sayin' we want more

And moms wonderin' what the f**k they here for

Rock c*****e yea just as I figured

But he can do that cause he's that n***a

From Eazy Street on the road to riches

Money cars houses and h*es that's how the

Story goes and if the n***a stays up you

Know he can't be beat all this s**t happens

On Eazy Street

Now back to the story about the b***hes

About the what

The b***hes the b***hes the b***hes yo

The b***hes that wanna get with me

The E the A the Z the Y the E

So what's up b***h yo you wanna play

Yo why don't you kiss what's behind the button display

My d**k gets

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh up

Like Ballpark Franks baby

Plump when you cook 'em

You know what I mean

My d**k gets

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh up

Higher than a muthaf**ka

S**t that's sure enough funky right there

Yo E kick some knowledge man explain to 'em

What you mean

Uh oh day

Day dum day

Come on baby why don't ya suck it this way

Aaaaah ooooh

S**t don't find the phillie baby

Let it all hang out

I feel it comin'

I feel it comin'

It's comin' now

It's comin' now

Kick it one more time

Uh oh day

Day dum day

Come on baby why don't ya suck it this way

Aaaaah ooooh

Uh oh day

Day dum day

Come on baby why don't ya suck it this way

Aaaaah ooooh

Oh yeah yo E give me a solo

You know

It all happens on Eazy Street

You stupid muthaf**ka