Eazy-Duz-It

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

You might have a lot of women, but I got much more

With my super-duper group comin' out the shoot

Eazy-E, home girls, cold knockin' the boots

'Cause I'm a hip-hop thugster, I used to be a monster

And if you hear ****, you'd think I own a drug store

Gettin' stupid 'cause I got it like that

And if a sucker talks trash, I give him a smack

8 ball sippin', the women are flippin'

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

Hittin' my switches, collectin' my ****

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

Fill my stash, pop star, rubbin' my gat

Feelin' good as hell 'cause my pockets are fat

A hard, cold villain cold roamin' the streets

And with a homie like Dre just supplyin' the beats

Because I'm a gangster havin' fun

Always got the knuckleheads on the run

Hittin' like that, I'll make you ask, "What was it?"

Boy, you shoulda known by now Eazy-does-it

(I was, "Knock 'em out"

What's your name, boy?)

Funky fresh Eazy-E

(Where you from, fool?

Compton)

Yeah, rollin' through the hood cold tearin' it up

Stick my head out the window and I say, "What's up?"

To the homies on the corner cold bumpin' the box

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

A dice game started, so I pulled out a buck

Then I put my car in park so I could try my luck

Hard to roll with my girl, jockin' 24/7

Roll one time, ate 'em up, hit eleven

Got another point, I made a tenner from

Was cleanin' up fast and was itchin' for more

Laughin' in their faces 'cause the boy was too quick

Till one fool got jealous said, "You're makin' me sick"

He acted real stupid, knew he wouldn't last

So I said to my second boy, "You better think fast"

He went (Damn), then I went, "Money gone"

As you can see, I cold broke his ****

Because I'm a gangster havin' fun

Always got the knuckleheads on the run

Hittin' like that, I'll make you ask, "What was it?"

Boy, you shoulda known by now Eazy-does-it

Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it?

I said Eazy-does-it

But how does he do it?

Eazy doesn't do it easy, that's what I'm doin'

Stop, man, what you gon' do now?

Now, I'ma break it down just to tell a little story

Straight out the box from the gangster category

About a sucker, a sucker named Tucker

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 cookie, cookie crack took all those things

He must've been starvin' 'cause he broke in my house

Caught the fool on the block and cold knocked the boy out

Now, I'm wanted for assault that I had to commit

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

Got to the station, 'bout 8:45

Called my girl to get me out 'cause I was down for mine

The girl was a trip, cold hung up the phone

Now my only phone call was in the gankin' zone

All the thing I did for her, like keepin' her on top

I swear when I get out, it's gonna have to stop

Well by now, you can guess that it was just my luck

The bailiff 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 do you up"

Now, I'm back on the streets and I'm feelin' good

I got the stupid girl in the neighborhood

Pulled her by the hair and it was all because

I had to show the girl what time it was

Because I'm a gangster havin' fun

Always got the knuckleheads on the run

Hittin' like that, I'll make you ask, "What was it?"

Boy, you shoulda known by now Eazy-does-it

From around the way, born in 73

Hardcore b-boy named Eazy-E

It's 88 now, 73's obsolete

Boy with a serious attitude and 100 percent street