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Eazy-Duz-It

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[00:00.08] He was once a thug from around the wayyyyy...

[00:04.16] EAZY!

[00:05.41] But you should-

[00:06.41] Bitch, shut the fuck up!

[00:07.68] Get the fuck outta here!

[00:08.68] Yo, Dre (what's up?), gimme a funky-ass bassline!

[00:22.80] (What the fuck is up (up))

[00:24.06] (In the place to be (be))

[00:25.57] (Comin' on the mic is Eazy-Muthafuckin'-E (E))

[00:28.08] (Dre is on the beat,)

[00:29.37] (Yella's on the cut,)

[00:30.89] (So listen up close while we rip shit up (shit up))

[00:36.22] Well I'm Eazy-E, I got bitches galore

[00:38.77] You may have a lot of bitches but I got much more

[00:41.50] Wit' my super-duper group coming out the chute

[00:44.54] Eazy-E, muthafuckas cold knockin' the boots

[00:46.80] 'Cause I'm a (hip-hop) thugster, I used to be a mugster

[00:49.59] If you heard (DOPEMAN!), you think I own a drugstore

[00:52.39] Gettin' stupid because I know how

[00:54.43] And if a sucka talks shit, I give him a (pow)

[00:57.71] 8 ball sippin', the bitches are flippin'

[00:59.99] Slow down, I hit a dip an', continue my trippin'

[01:02.75] Hittin' my switches, collect from my bitches

[01:05.29] The money that I make so I could add to my riches

[01:08.09] Fill my stash box and start rubbing my gat

[01:10.62] Feelin' good as hell because my pockets are fat

[01:13.39] A hardcore villian cold roaming the streets

[01:15.67] And wit' a homie like Dre just supplyin' the beats

[01:18.73] Because I'm a gansta havin' fun

[01:21.26] Never leave the pad without packing a gun

[01:24.04] Hittin' hard as fuck, I make you ask "What was it?"

[01:26.55] Boy you shoulda known by now, Eazy duz it

[01:29.31] "I WAS...

[01:30.57] Knockin' muthafuckers out."

[01:31.85] "What's your name, boy?"

[01:33.12] "FUNKY, FRESH EAZY-E!"

[01:34.90] "Kick- Kick that shit!"

[01:37.18] "Where you from fool? Compton?"

[01:39.18] "YEAH!"

[01:39.93] Rollin' through the hood, cold tearin' shit up

[01:42.20] Stick my head out the window and I say what's up

[01:44.97] To the niggas on the corner cold bumpin' the box

[01:47.27] But you know that's a alibi for slangin' the rocks

[01:50.33] A dice game starts I said "what the fuck"

[01:52.63] So I put my shit in park and had to try my luck

[01:55.41] Hard to roll wit' my bitch jockin' 24-7

[01:58.20] Rolled them muthafuckers, ate 'em up, hit 11

[02:00.97] Got another point, I made it ten a fo'

[02:03.49] Was takin' niggas money and was itching for mo'

[02:06.28] Laughin' in their faces, said "y'all makin' me rich"

[02:08.56] 'Til one punk got jealous, cold slapped my bitch

[02:11.33] He pulled out his gat, I knew he wouldn't last

[02:13.86] So I said to myself,

[02:14.86] "Homeboy, you better think fast!"

[02:16.64] He shot (FAIL)

[02:17.90] Then I shot (SUCCESS)

[02:19.41] As you can see, I cold smoked his ass (HA HA)

[02:21.93] Because I'm a gansta havin' fun

[02:24.70] Never leave the pad without packin' a gun

[02:27.24] Hittin' hard as fuck, I make you ask "What was it?"

[02:30.04] Boy you shoulda known by now, Eazy duz it

[02:33.08] "Wait a minute- Wait a minute..."

[02:34.09] "WHO does it?"

[02:34.85] "Muthafuckin' Eazy duz it"

[02:36.36] "But how does he do it?"

[02:37.61] "Eazy duz it, do it eazy..."

[02:39.12] "That's what I'm doing-"

[02:40.64] "STOP!"

[02:41.39] "Man whatcha gonna do now?"

[02:42.96] Now I'm a break it down just to tell a little story

[02:45.72] Straight out the box, from the gangsta category

[02:48.76] About a sucker, a sucker muthafucka

[02:51.02] He's addicted, he's a smoker, but in Compton called a clucker

[02:53.51] He used to have a house car and golden rings

[02:56.04] But the cooky cooky crack took all those things

[02:58.81] He must have been starvin' 'cause he broke in my house

[03:01.33] Caught the nigga on the street and straight took his ass out

[03:03.87] Now I wanted for a murder that I had to commit

[03:06.39] Yeah...

[03:07.15] I went to jail.

[03:08.17] BUT THAT WASN'T SHIT

[03:09.68] Got to the station 'bout a quarter to nine

[03:11.94] Called my bitch to get me out 'cause I was down for mine

[03:14.71] The bitch was a trip, cold hung up the phone

[03:17.00] Now my only phone call was in the gankin' zone

[03:19.76] All the shit I did for her, like keepin' her rich

[03:22.55] I swear when I get out I'm gonna kill the bitch

[03:25.24] Well by now you can guess that it was just my luck

[03:28.01] The bailiff of the station was a neighborhood cluck

[03:30.28] I looked him straight in the eye, and said "What's up?"

[03:33.07] And said

[03:34.34] "Let's make a deal, you know I'll do you up!"

[03:35.74] Now I'm back on the streets and my records are clean

[03:38.52] I creeped on my bitch wit' my Uzi machine

[03:41.33] Went to the house and kicked down the do'

[03:43.58] Unloaded like hell, cold smoked the hoe

[03:46.37] Because I'm a gansta havin' fun

[03:48.92] Never leave the pad without packin' a gun

[03:51.73] Hittin' hard as fuck, I make you ask "What was it?"

[03:54.50] Boy you shoulda known by now...

[03:56.02] EAZY DUZ IT

[03:57.55] (From around the way, born in '73)

[04:00.83] (Harcore B-boy named Eazy-E)

[04:03.59] (It's '88 now, '73's obsolete)

[04:06.10] (A nigga wit' a serious ass attitude and 100% street)

[04:09.37] (And if y'all wanna hear some more...)

[04:11.37] (In one way or the other, I'm a bad brotha)

[04:15.39] (WORD TO THE MUTHAFUCKA)