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Artist:Eazy E
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Album:Eazy Duz It
Track:Eazy Duz It
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Lyrics:Well I'm Eazy E I got bitches galore
You may have a lot of bitches but I got much more

Wit my super duper group coming out to shoot
Eazy E muthafukas cold knocking the
'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 bitches are flipping
Slow down I hit a
dipping, continue my tripping
Hitting my switches, collect from my bitches
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 niggaz 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
to roll wit my bitch jocking 24-7
Rolled them muthafukas, ate 'em up, hit 11
another point, I made a ten a fo'
Was taking niggaz 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 bitch
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 broke his ass (ha ha)
(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
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
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 bitch to get me out 'cause I was down for mine
The bitch was a trip cold hung up the
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 bitch
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
bitch wit my uzi machine
Went to the house and kicked down the do'
Unloaded like
hell, cold smoked the ho
From around the way, born in '73
B-boy named Eazy-E
It's '88 now, '73's obselete
A nigga 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
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