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[00:00.62](He was once a thug from around the way)
[00:04.13](Eazy, but you should...)
[00:05.62]Bitch, shut the fuck up, get the fuck outta here
[00:08.73]Yo, Dre (what's up?), gimme a funky-ass bassline
[00:22.62](What the fuck is up?)
[00:23.54](In the place to be)
[00:25.68](Comin' on the mic is Eazy-mothafuckin'-E)
[00:27.21](Dre is on the beat, Yella's on the cut)
[00:29.18](So listen up close while we rip shit up)
[00:36.69]Well I'm Eazy-E, I got bitches galore
[00:38.25]You may have a lot of bitches but I got much more
[00:41.35]Wit' my super-duper group coming out the chute
[00:43.49]Eazy-E, muthafuckas cold knockin' the boots
[00:46.15]'Cause I'm a (hip-hop) thugster, I used to be a mugster
[00:49.11]If you heard (Dopeman), you think I own a drugstore
[00:52.19]Gettin' stupid because I know how
[00:54.76]And if a sucka talks shit, I give him a (pow)
[00:56.13]8 ball sippin', the bitches are flippin'
[00:59.22]Slow down, I hit a dip an', continue my trippin'
[01:02.45]Hittin' my switches, collect from my bitches
[01:05.38]The money that I make so I could add to my riches
[01:07.75]Fill my stash box and start rubbing my gat
[01:10.28]Feelin' good as hell because my pockets are fat
[01:12.84]A hardcore villian cold roaming the streets
[01:15.44]And wit' a homie like Dre just supplyin' the beats
[01:18.29]Because I'm a gansta havin' fun
[01:21.10]Never leave the pad without packing a gun
[01:23.65]Hittin' hard as fuck, I make you ask "what was it?"
[01:26.25]Boy you shoulda known by now, Eazy duz it
[01:29.42](I was knockin' muthafuckas out)
[01:30.63](What's your name boy?)
[01:33.57]Funky, fresh Eazy-E
[01:34.66](Kick, kick that shit)
[01:36.76](Where you from fool, Compton, yeah!)
[01:39.20]Rollin' through the hood, cold tearin' shit up
[01:42.17]Stick my head out the window and I say what's up
[01:44.11]To the niggas on the corner cold bumpin' the box
[01:47.20]But you know that's a alibi for slangin' the rocks
[01:50.27]A dice game starts I said "what the fuck"
[01:52.69]So I put my shit in park and had to try my luck
[01:55.27]Hard to roll wit' my bitch jockin' 24-7
[01:57.92]Rolled them muthafuckers, ate 'em up, hit 11
[02:00.32]Got another point, I made it ten a fo'
[02:02.87]Was takin' niggas money and was itching for mo'
[02:05.97]Laughin' in their faces, said "y'all makin' me rich"
[02:08.34]'Til one punk got jealous, cold slapped my bitch
[02:10.76]He pulled out his gat, I knew he wouldn't last
[02:13.32]So I said to myself, "homeboy, you better think fast!"
[02:16.57]He shot, then I shot
[02:19.59]As you can see, I cold smoked his ass (ha ha)
[02:21.37]Because I'm a gansta havin' fun
[02:24.46]Never leave the pad without packin' a gun
[02:26.53]Hittin' hard as fuck, I make you ask "what was it?"
[02:29.65]Boy you shoulda known by now, Eazy duz it
[02:32.41](Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it)
[02:34.69]Muthafuckin' Eazy duz it
[02:36.04](But how does he do it?)
[02:37.90](Eazy duz it, do it eazy)
[02:39.03](That's what I'm doing)
[02:40.58](Stop)
[02:42.51](Man whatcha gonna do now?)
[02:43.16]Now I'm a break it down just to tell a little story
[02:45.16]Straight out the box, from the gangsta category
[02:48.26]About a sucker, a sucker muthafucka
[02:50.12]He's addicted, he's a smoker, but in Compton called a clucker
[02:53.75]He used to have a house car and golden rings
[02:55.84]But the cooky cooky crack took all those things
[02:58.63]He must have been starvin' 'cause he broke in my house
[03:00.85]Caught the nigga on the street and straight took his ass out
[03:03.71]Now I wanted for a murder that I had to commit
[03:06.30]Yeah, I went to jail, but that wasn't shit
[03:08.82]Got to the station 'bout a quarter to nine
[03:10.73]Called my bitch to get me out 'cause I was down for mine
[03:14.34]The bitch was a trip, cold hung up the phone
[03:16.89]Now my only phone call was in the gankin' zone
[03:19.59]All the shit I did for her, like keepin' her rich
[03:21.88]I swear when I get out I'm gonna kill the bitch
[03:24.96]Well by now you can guess that it was just my luck
[03:27.51]The bailiff of the station was the neighborhood cluck
[03:29.94]I looked him straight in the eye, and said "what's up?"
[03:32.45]And said "let's make a deal, you know I'll do you up"
[03:35.16]Now I'm back on the streets and my records are clean
[03:38.10]I creeped on my bitch wit' my Uzi machine
[03:39.88]Went to the house and kicked down the do'
[03:43.11]Unloaded like hell, cold smoked the hoe
[03:46.19]Because I'm a gansta havin' fun
[03:48.66]Never leave the pad without packin' a gun
[03:52.15]Hittin' hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
[03:53.69]Boy you shoulda known by now, Eazy duz it
[03:57.29]From around the way, born in '73
[03:59.93]Harcore B-boy named Eazy-E
[04:02.81]It's '88 now, '73's obsolete
[04:05.77]A nigga wit' a serious ass attitude and 100% street
[04:09.40]And if y'all wanna hear some more
[04:11.27](In one way or the other, I'm a bad brotha)
[04:14.09](Word to the muthafucka)
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