Eazy-Duz-It 歌詞
Eazy-Duz-It - Eazy-E
He was once a thug
From around the way Eazy
But you should
B**ch shut the f**k up
Get the f**k outta here yo Trey
Wassup
Gimme a funky a** bassline
What the f**k is up
In the place to be
Comin' on the mic is
Eazy muthaf**kin' E
Trey is on the beat
Yellow's on the cut
So listen up close
While we rip sh*t up
Well I'm Eazy-E
I got b**ches galore
You may have a lot of b**ches
But I got much more
Wit my super duper
Group comin' out to shoot
Eazy-E muthafukas
Cold knockin' 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
Gettin' stupid because I know how
An' if a sucker talks sh*t
I give him a
8 ball sippin' the b**ches are flippin'
Slow down
I hit a dippin' continue my trippin'
Hittin' my switches
Collect from my b**ches
The money that I make so
I can add to my riches
Fill my stash box an'
Start rubbin' my gat
Feelin' good as hell
Because my pockets are fat
A hardcore villian
Cold roamin' the streets
An' wit a homie like
Dre just supplyin' the beats
Because I'm a gansta havin' fun
Never leave the pad
Without packin' a gun
Hittin' hard as f**k
I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have
Known by now Eazy duz it
I was knockin' muthafukas out
What's your name boy
Funky fresh Eazy-E
Kick kick that sh*t
Where you from fool Compton yea
Rollin' through the hood
Cold tearin' sh*t up
Stick my head out the
Window an' I say What's up
To the niggaz on the corner
Cold bumpin' the box
But you know that's an alibi
For slangin' the rocks
A dice game started so I said
What the f**k
So I put my sh*t in park an'
Had to try my luck
Hard to roll wit my b**ch jockin' 24 7
Rolled them muthafukas
Ate 'em up hit 11
Got another point
I made a ten a fo'
Was takin' niggaz
Money an' was itchin' for mo'
Laughin' in their faces an'
Said you're all makin' me rich
Then one punk got jealous
Cold slapped my b**ch
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 a**
Because I'm a gansta havin' fun
Never leave the pad
Without packin' a gun
Hittin' hard as f**k
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
Muthaf**kin' Eazy duz it
But how does he do it
Eazy duz it do it eazy
That's what I'm doin'
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 starvin'
'Cause he broke in my house
Caught the ni**a on the
Street an' straight took his a** out
Now I wanted for a murder
That I had to commit
Yea I went to jail but that wasn't sh*t
Got to the station
About a quarter of nine
Called my b**ch to get me out 'cause
I was down for mine
The b**ch was a trip
Cold hung up the phone
Now my only phone call
Was in the gankin' zone
All the things I did for
Her like keepin' her rich
I swear when I get out
I'm gonna kill the b**ch
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 b**ch 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 havin' fun
Never leave the pad
Without packin' a gun
Hittin' hard as f**k
I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now
Eazy duz it
From around the way born in '73
Hardcore B boy named Eazy-E
It's '88 now '73's obsolete
A ni**a wit a serious a**
Attitude an' 100% street
An' if you all wanna hear some more
In one way or the other
I'm a bad brother
Word to the muthafuka