Eazy-Duz-It (feat. Dr. Dre & MC Ren)

He was once a thug from around the way

Eazy, but you should-

Bitch, shut the fuck up, get the fuck out of here

Yo, Dre (What's up?) give me a funky ass bassline

What the fuck is up in the place to be?

Comin' on the mic is Eazy-motherfuckin'-E

Dre is on the beat, Yella's on the cut

So listen up close while we rip shit up

Well, I'm Eazy-E, I got bitches galore

You might have a lot of bitches but I got much more

With my super duper group comin' out to shoot

Eazy-E, muthafuckas cold knockin' the boots

'Cause I'm (A hip-hop) thugster, I used to be a mugster

If you heard (Dopeman), you think I own a drugstore

Gettin' stupid because I know how

And if a sucker talks shit, I give him a

8 ball sippin', the bitches are flippin'

Slow down, I hit a dip and continue my trippin'

Hittin' my switches, collect from my bitches

The money that I make so I can add to my riches

Fill my stash box and start rubbin' my gat

Feelin' good as hell because my pockets are fat

A hardcore villain cold roamin' the streets

And with a homie like Dre just supplyin' the beats

Because I'm a gangsta havin' fun

Never leave the pad without packin' a gun

Hittin' hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it

Boy, you should have known by now, Eazy-duz-it

(I was knockin' muthafuckas out)

(What's your name boy?)

(Funky, fresh Eazy-E)

(Kick, kick that shit)

(Where you from fool? Compton, yeah)

Rollin' through the hood, cold tearin' shit up

Stick my head out the window and I say what's up

To the **** on the corner cold bumpin' the box

But you know that's an alibi for slangin' the rocks

A dice game starts, I said what the fuck

So I put my shit in park and had to try my luck

Hard to roll with my bitch jockin' 24/7

Rolled them muthafuckas, ate 'em up, hit eleven

Got another point, I made a ten a fo'

Was takin' **** money and was itchin' for mo'

Laughin' in their faces and said you're all makin' me rich

Then one punk got jealous, cold slapped 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, then I shot as you can see, I cold smoked his ass

Because I'm a gangsta havin' fun

Never leave the pad without packin' a gun

Hittin' hard as fuck, 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?)

(Muthafuckin' Eazy does it)

(But how does he do it?)

(Eazy does it, do it easy)

(That's what I'm doin')

(Stop)

(Man, what you gon' 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 muthafucka

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 starvin' 'cause he broke in my house

Caught the **** on the street and straight took his ass out

Now I'm wanted for a murder that I had to commit

Yeah, I went to jail, but that wasn't shit

Got to the station 'bout 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 phone

Now my only phone call was in the gankin' zone

All the shit I did for her like keepin' her rich

I swear when I get out, I'm gonna kill the bitch

Well, by now you can guess that 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 with my Uzi machine

Went to the house and kicked down the do'

Unloaded like hell and cold smoked the ho

Because I'm a gangsta havin' fun

Never leave the pad without packin' a gun

Hittin' hard as fuck, 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 **** with 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 muthafucka)