[00:37.68]Well I'm Eazy-E, I got b*****s galore
[00:39.75]You may have a lot of b*****s but I got much more
[00:42.39]Wit my super duper group coming out to shoot
[00:44.92]Eazy-E, muthafukas cold knocking the boots
[00:47.35]'Cause I'm a hip-hop thugster, I used to be a mugster
[00:50.51]If you heard Compton, you think I own a drugstore
[00:53.53]Getting stupid because I know how
[00:55.51]And if a sucker talks shit, I give him a (POW)
[00:58.42]
[00:58.68]8 ball sipping, the b*****s are flipping
[01:00.95]Slow down, I hit a dipping, continue my tripping
[01:03.70]Hitting my switches, collect from my b*****s
[01:06.24]The money that I make so I can add to my riches
[01:08.92]
[01:09.32]Fill my stash box and start rubbing my gat
[01:11.88]Feeling good as hell because my pockets are fat
[01:14.10]A hardcore villian cold roaming the streets
[01:17.08]And wit a homie like Dre just supplying the beats
[01:19.29]
[01:19.86]Because I'm a gansta having fun
[01:22.62]Never leave the pad without packing a gun
[01:25.24]Hitting hard as fuk, I make you ask what was it
[01:27.95]Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it
[01:30.42]
[01:30.48]I was knocking muthafukas out
[01:33.20]What's your name boy
[01:33.69]Funky, fresh Eazy-E
[01:36.23]Kick, kick that shit
[01:38.65]Where you from fool, Compton, yea
[01:39.98]
[01:41.38]Rolling through the hood, cold tearing shit up
[01:43.03]Stick my head out the window and I say what's up
[01:46.02]To the niggas on the corner cold bumping the box
[01:48.62]But you know that's an alibi for slanging the rocks
[01:50.60]
[01:51.93]A dice game started so I said what the fuk
[01:53.82]So I put my shit in park and had to try my luck
[01:56.66]Hard to roll wit my niggas jocking 24-7
[01:59.60]Rolled them muthafukas, ate 'em up, hit 11
[02:01.00]
[02:01.22]Got another point, I made a ten a fo'
[02:04.68]Was taking niggas money and was itching for mo'
[02:07.19]Laughing in their faces and said you're all making me rich
[02:09.35]Then one punk got jealous, cold slap my b***h
[02:12.36]
[02:12.52]He pulled out his gat, I knew he wouldn't last
[02:14.67]So I said to myself, homeboy, you better think fast
[02:17.68]He shot (gunshots), I shot (gunshots)
[02:20.32]As you can see, I cold smoked his ass (ha ha)
[02:22.75]
[02:23.07]Because I'm a gansta having fun
[02:25.94]Never leave the pad without packing a gun
[02:28.63]Hitting hard as fuk, I make you ask what was it
[02:31.32]Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it
[02:33.26]
[02:34.33](Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it)
[02:36.12]Muthafuking Eazy duz it
[02:37.63]But how does he do it
[02:39.18]Eazy duz it do it eazy
[02:40.85]That's what I'm doing
[02:41.66]STOP
[02:42.38]Man whatcha gonna do now
[02:43.77]
[02:44.32]Now I'm a break it down just to tell a little story
[02:46.86]Straight out the box from the gangsta category
[02:49.74]About a sucker, a sucker muthafuka
[02:51.77]He's addicted, he's a smoker but in Compton called a clucker
[02:54.40]he used to have a house car and golden rings
[02:57.34]But the cooky cooky crack took all those things
[03:00.14]he must of been starving 'cause he broke in my house
[03:02.50]Caught the nigga on the street and straight took his ass out
[03:05.24]Now I wanted for a murder that I had to commit
[03:07.66]Yea I went to jail but that wasn't shit
[03:10.51]Got to the station about a quarter of nine
[03:12.96]Call my b***h to get me out 'cause I was down for mine
[03:15.72]
[03:15.86]The b***h was a trip cold hung up the phone
[03:18.34]Now my only phone call was in the ganking zone
[03:21.11]All the things I did for her like keeping her rich
[03:23.49]I swear when I get out, I'm gonna kill the b***h
[03:26.00]
[03:26.24]Well by now you should know it was just my luck
[03:29.11]The baliff of the station was a neighborhood cluck
[03:31.53]I looked him straight in the eye and said what's up
[03:33.14]And said let's make a deal, you know I'll do you up
[03:36.53]
[03:36.94]Now back on the streets and my records are clean
[03:39.79]I creeped on my b***h wit my uzi machine
[03:42.35]Went to the house and kicked down the do'
[03:44.94]Unloaded like hell, cold smoked the ho
[03:47.05]
[03:47.80]Because I'm a gansta having fun
[03:50.21]Never leave the pad without packing a gun
[03:53.09]Hitting hard as fuk, I make you ask what was it
[03:55.50]Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it
[03:58.02]
[03:59.17]From around the way, born in '73
[04:02.22]Harcore B-boy named Eazy-E
[04:04.49]It's '88 now, '73's obselete
[04:07.40]A b***h wit a serious ass attitude and 100% street
[04:10.67]And if you all wanna hear some more
[04:12.73]In one way or the other, I'm a bad brother
[04:16.44]Word to the muthafuka
[04:18.25]

Well I'm Eazy-E, I got b*****s galore
You may have a lot of b*****s but I got much more
Wit my super duper group coming out to shoot
Eazy-E, muthafukas cold knocking 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
Getting stupid because I know how
And if a sucker talks shit, I give him a (POW)
8 ball sipping, the b*****s are flipping
Slow down, I hit a dipping, continue my tripping
Hitting my switches, collect from my b*****s
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 villian cold roaming the streets
And wit a homie like Dre just supplying the beats
Because I'm a gansta having fun
Never leave the pad without packing a gun
Hitting hard as fuk, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it
I was knocking muthafukas 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 fuk
So I put my shit in park and had to try my luck
Hard to roll wit my niggas jocking 24-7
Rolled them muthafukas, 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
Then one punk got jealous, cold slap my b***h
He pulled out his gat, I knew he wouldn't last
So I said to myself, homeboy, you better think fast
He shot (gunshots), I shot (gunshots)
As you can see, I cold smoked his ass (ha ha)
Because I'm a gansta having fun
Never leave the pad without packing a gun
Hitting hard as fuk, 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)
Muthafuking Eazy duz it
But how does he do it
Eazy duz it do it eazy
That's what I'm doing
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 muthafuka
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 b***h to get me out 'cause I was down for mine
The b***h was a trip cold hung up the phone
Now my only phone call was in the ganking zone
All the things I did for her like keeping her rich
I swear when I get out, I'm gonna kill the b***h
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 b***h wit my uzi machine
Went to the house and kicked down the do'
Unloaded like hell, cold smoked the ho
Because I'm a gansta having fun
Never leave the pad without packing a gun
Hitting hard as fuk, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it
From around the way, born in '73
Harcore B-boy named Eazy-E
It's '88 now, '73's obselete
A b***h wit 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 muthafuka