Eazy-E Brasil

Sergio Apresenta : Eazy E - The Blends

2010-06-23T20:20:00.000-07:00

Eazy-ERemix.com apresenta : Eazy E - Best of mixes V2 (RARO)

2010-01-25T08:17:00.000-08:00

01 - Eazy-E's Back Again (Get An A.K.) [ P.J remix]
02 - Eazy E - For tha luv of this [DJ Euphonious remix]
03 - 2pac & Eazy E - 100 Muthafuckaz [Dj Raj remix]
04 - Eazy-E - My Name Is [UBMurda Mix]
05 - Eazy E - Switches [Dj kye rmx]
06 - Eazy E - Any Last Words [DJ Euphonious rmx]
07 - Eazy E & Bg & Dresta - Compton City G'z [DPG Diss][stalky remix]
08 - Eazy E & Big Pun - 2 Hard Muthas [J@KE remix]
09 - Eazy E & Dresta & Bg - 10 40z and 10 22s[EazyERemix.Com]
10 - Eazy E - Gimmie that nut [killathugg remix]
11 - Eazy E feat krayzie bone - they dont want none
12 - Eazy E - cock the nine [jus-b-gun remix]
13 - Eazy E RealMuthaphuckkinGs Bass remix
14 - Eazy E & The Game - Compton Gangsta [Jcnn13 remix]
15 - Eazy E - Sleepwalkerz [Sergioz Og remix]
16 - Eazy E - Tha Muthaphukkin Real [Panga Remix]

Forage DJ - Gangsta Reggae Mixtape

2010-01-21T13:59:00.000-08:00

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01 Intro
02 Bizzy Bone - Is This Love
03 Eazy-e - John Burns Skank
04 Da Brat - I And I Survive (Slavery Days)
05 B.G Knocc Out & Gangsta Destra - Brain Food (Give Me)
06 Daz & Kurupt - The Ghost
07 Snoop Dogg - Black Wa-Da-Da-Da
08 Bone Thugs-n-Harmony - Farther East Of Jack
09 Tupac & Jon B - 2000
10 Outro

2010-01-03T15:12:00.001-08:00

West Coast Ent. apresenta : For Ever Ruthless

2009-11-27T09:39:00.000-08:00

Disco 1

1.Eazy E - Wicked As Can Be (Double K RMX) (Produzido por Ghetto187)
2.Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - 1st Of Tha Month (B.G. Dresta RMX)
3.Ice Cube - $100 Bill Yall (Double K RMX)
4.Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Body Rott (Double K RMX)
5. Don't Doubt Me (Double K RMX) - Bizzy Bone
6. Eazy-er Said Than Dunn (B.G. Dresta RMX) - Eazy E
7. Hello (Ruthless_Loc Laid Back G-Funk RMX) (Produced By Ruthless_Loc) - N.W.A. (No Eazy E)
8. I Tried (Double K RMX) - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony ft. Akon
9. Just Tah Let U Know (Ruthless_Loc RMX) (Produced By Ruthless_Loc) - Eazy E
10. Keep It Real (B.G. Dresta RMX) - MC Ren
11. Sippin On A 40 (Double K RMX) - Eazy E, B.G. Knocc Out & Gangsta Dresta (Previously Released on "Eazy E:Eternal Gangsta")
12. Switchez (Ruthless_Loc RMX) (Produced By Ruthelss_Loc) - Eazy E ft. Roc Slanga
13. Lord Please (Double K RMX) - Dr.Dre ft. MC Ren, Ice Cube & The D.O.C.
14. Way Back (Double K RMX) (Produced By Ghetto187) - Flesh-N-Bone ft. Layzie Bone

Disco 2

1. That's How I'm Livin' (Double K RMX) (Produced By Ruthless_Loc) - B.G. Knocc Out
2. We Be Clubbin (Double K RMX) - Ice Cube & DMX
3. Never Playa Hate (Double K RMX) (Produced By Ghetto187) - Above The Law
4. Get Cha Twisted (Double K RMX) (Produced By Ghetto187) - Krayzie Bone
5. Bow Down (Ruthless_Loc RMX) (Produced By Ruthless_Loc) - Ice Cube & Westside Connection
6. East 1999 (Double K RMX) (Produced By PD) - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
7. Real Mutherfuckin G'z (Double K RMX) - B.G. Knocc Out & Gangsta Dresta (Previously Released On "Eazy E:Eternal Gangsta")
8. Crossroads (Double K OG RMX) (Produced By Ghetto187) - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
9. Creep-N-Crawl (Ruthless_Loc RMX) (Produced By Ruthless_Loc) - Eazy E
10. Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street (B.G. Dresat RMX) - Gangsta Dresta, Manajatwa, B.G. Knocc Out & Eazy E
11. Luv 4 Dem G'z (Double K RMX)Eazy E & Above The Law ft. Dirty Red
12.Eazy-E - 24 Hours To Live (Double K RMX)
13.Kokane & Dj Yella - 4 Tha E (B.G. Dresta RMX)
14.N.W.A. (Com Eazy E) - Look At Theze Niggaz Wit Additude (Double K RMX)
*Musicas Bonus*
15.Bone Thugs-N-Harmony ft. Eazy E - Foe Tha Luv Of $ (Live) (Bone's 1st Live Performance With Eazy E)
16.The Game ft. Eazy E - I Got Front & Back (Double K RMX)

Lil Eazy-E se apresenta no Lowrider Supershow com "Boyz N tha Hood"

2009-11-27T09:37:00.000-08:00

Eazy-ECPT.com apresenta - We Want Eazy Vol. 2

2009-11-27T09:19:00.000-08:00

Supermac apresenta : Eazy-E Featuring tha West ... Still On This Gangsta Shit

2009-10-12T11:48:00.000-07:00

01.Intro
02.Boyz N Tha Hood
03.Eazy's Back Again
04.Hit The Hooker
05.Just Dippin'
06.This Nigga Be Alive
07.Luv 4 Dem G'z
08.Hands On My Glock
09.This Is Los Angeles
10.Still On This Gangsta Shit
11.Young Thugs
12.Look Into My Eyes
13.My Block
14.24 Hourz To Live
15.Nightmares
16.DPG Killaz
17.Ole School Shit 08
18.Made This Way
19.Shoot' Em Up
20.Another Day In The Life of Eazy-E
21.Just Tah Let You Know
22.California Clow 'Till Sundown
23.Pussy Tonight
24.Outro

Links

2009-08-13T10:56:00.001-07:00

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2009-08-12T17:58:00.000-07:00

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ENTREVISTA COM EAZY-E 2 MESES ANTES DE SUA MORTE

2009-07-18T10:50:00.000-07:00

TRADUÇÃO : MARCUS VINICIUS TCC GANGSTA SONO
(clique ali para acessar seu perfil no orkut )

RP : Recentemente,você falou muito sobre inveja.

Eazy : Alguns talvez te odeiem,mas e quando você os odeia? Você destrói a si mesmo.
(Eazy-E tosse por um tempo.Após isso,ele coloca uma fita no toca-fitas)
Esta é uma das produções que eu venho fazendo.Eu estava pensando se essa seria uma boa faixa
pra mim e o Ren.

RP : Você fez essa faixa? Não sabia que você tinha produzido.

Eazy : Eu fiz vários sons no NWA.Toda essa merda velha.E não quero o crédito porque eu sou a empresa,
eu mesmo sou um artista,eu tenho um disco solo antes do fim do NWA,e eu estou no grupo (tosse).
Eu não quero crédito,pois cada um tem o seu ego.Estou sendo pago pra estar em um grupo e [para] me
apropriar da empresa,e ser um artista solo.Veja o que o Dre fez.Disse que eu e o Ren vínhamos com
uma idéia completa para um som.o Dre era bom em juntar tudo isso.Desse jeito,podemos idealizar uma
música,trabalhar com 4 ou 12 pequenas faixas,e Dre juntaria tudo;ele e o DJ Yella.

RP : De quais faixas do NWA você está falando,em particular ?

Eazy : "Findum,Fuckin' and Flee","She Swallowed It?" ;Eu e o Ren fizemos um monte de coisas.
"Approach To Danger",vários deles.Não lembro de todos.Muito material,você poderia dizer se
conhecia Dre e o seu estilo.Ele estava no NWA,mas Dre veio do Wrecking Crew,mas eu o chamei pra fazer
este outro tipo de música que eu queria fazer,a merda Gangsta,e o tirei do que ele estava fazendo.
Ice Cube era de CIA,e do Stereo Crew,e se você conhecia o estilo deles,eles eram como o Beastie Boys.
Eu juntei todos,e nós formamos o NWA,e eles mudaram seu próprio estilo.E eles começaram a gritar
"Compton" porque era nossa área,de onde a gente vinha:eu,Ren,e o Yella.

RP : Quer que eu coloque isso aqui ?

Eazy : Quero.Se eu tenho gente falsa comigo ou não.Mas quando Ice Cube saiu [do NWA],ele nunca mais
gritou "Compton".Ele começou a gritar "como sobreviver em South Central".Voce nunca mais ouve ele
gritar "Compton".Se você olhar o passado das pessoas e ver o seu estilo,você verá de onde elas realmente
vieram.Veja o passado delas e o que elas faziam no início.Dre,por exemplo,se você ouvir o estilo de
música dele do NWA pra agora,é totalmente diferente.Dre roubou esse estilo [G-Funk] do Cold 187um,
do Rhythm D e de mais algumas pessoas.Dre roubou material deles,do Above The Law,do Black Mafia Life,
"Never Missing a Beat"[Eazy tosse duas vezes,e depois,três vezes].São boas músicas.

RP : Então,qual é a sua idade ?

Eazy : Sou jovem.[tossindo]Simplesmente Jovem.Ninguém sabe o quanto.

RP : Pessoas dizem que você consegue o dinheiro para financiar a Ruthless Records,da venda de drogas.

Eazy : Elas podem falar,mas,seja de onde for sua origem,elas não podem provar.

RP : Como estão você e o Cube atualmente ? Está trabalhando com ele em alguma coisa ?

Eazy : Entre eu e ele,tá tudo certo.É só o que eu posso dizer.A gente sentou e conversou bastante.Eu
não tenho nada contra ele.

RP : O que você pensa a respeito de equívocos das pessoas,sobre a Ruthless Records ?

Eazy : Número um ? Que essa é minha empresa.Eu sou o único proprietário.Não há investidores,não há parceiros.
É minha empresa.

RP : Vendo o número de gravadoras de proprietários negros que tiveram sucesso,como você foi um dos primeiros ?

Eazy : Mesmo se elas são de um proprietário negro,elas foram financiadas por outras pessoas.Existem muitas
empresas,como Russell [Simmons],Uptown Records do Andre Harrel,Jimmy Jam e o selo de Terry Lewis.Você conhecia a
Motown ?

RP : Motown não é de proprietário negro.

Eazy : Mas antes,era.Eu disse,"você conhecia a Motown?"[risos]Jermaine Dupri está fazendo alguma coisa agora.
Sim,eu era um deles.Então,todos aqueles que se separaram de mim,alguns deles fizeram certo.

RP : Voltando aos equívocos ?

Eazy : Eu trato meus artistas muito bem.Todos eles,"ele me fode"? Então por que eu ainda estou fazendo dinheiro
sem eles?Se alguém me fode,eles não fariam um centavo sem mim.Dre saiu correndo,abriu a boca,e nada do que ele
disse era verdade.Tudo era falso.Eu ainda faço dinheiro sem ele,eu ainda tenho mais uns 5 anos pela frente.

RP : Então você está dizendo que se tivesse rasgado o Dre pra fora,os tribunais teriam deliberado no lado dele ?A papelada?

Eazy : É,os contratos e tudo,e eu trabalhei em um acordo com a Interscope.Eu dou ofertas justas aos meus artistas.
Eu os iniciei com 12 pontos,com uma escala para cada 500.000;Na publicação,uma divisão de 50-50.Hoje,a maioria das pessoas
tem 100% das publicações dos artistas.Conheço um monte de gente que têm vendido 4 milhões de cópias,e não têm visto
sequer um milhão de dólares.Isso não é um acordo.Não estou tentando dar qualquer grande avanço,porque isso é compensável.
Esse é o seu próprio dinheiro.Se você der um grande avanço,terá que pagar isso de volta,se você não vender o suficiente.

24 Hrs To Live LP - SINGLE ( 1996 )

2009-07-17T14:33:00.000-07:00

1 - 24 Hrs To Live ( Versão LP )4'19
2 - 24 Hrs To Live ( Instrumental ) 4'19
3 - 24 Hrs To Live ( LP Acapella ) 4'09

Real Muthaphukkin G's SINGLE ( 1994 )

2009-07-17T14:29:00.000-07:00

1 - Real Muthaphukkin G's 5'33
2 - Real Muthaphukkin G's ( Instrumental ) 5'33
3 - Any Last Werds 5'11

Eternal E

2009-04-30T07:29:00.000-07:00

[Yella]
Yo this is Yella
As we wine down to the final song
I wanted to make this one to remember my lil nigga E
I know he wanted this track on his record
Though he was takin' from us to god damn soon
So I finished for him peace nigga...

[Eazy-E]
We did a song fuck da police you know
And everybody been hearing fuck sayin'
Fuck da police for years and years and years
And finally it took a muthaphukka to video tape
A nigga gettin' the shit beat out of him
For everybody else to say fuck da police
And we did fuck da police people put us down
And sayed we were ahead of our time you know it
Took the video you know ya shot by accident
To tell the truth and open the worlds eyes
Yes we do have a serious problem in L.A.
And other citys true retaliate happens all the time
People tryin' to change things for years but I don't
Think anything is gonna help the problem is to deep
N.W.A. is just being brutally honest.

City of Compton [x2]
City of, City of Compton baby baby

[Eazy-E]
They swearin' on cable T.V. it ain't teachin'
Nobody nothin' new cause little kids grow up
You know one, two years old hearin' there mother
Sayin' fuck this, you little son of bitch I beat
The shit out of you and all this shit and you know
They pick up from all the shit and you know so they
Learn shit you know it's not gonna be teachin'
Muthaphukkaz nothin' new cause I got some new words
For your ass.

[Eazy-E]
We don't tell you to go out and gang bang
We tell you ya know and our songs is as you
Know if you could go out stealin' and killin'
And beatin' up people all day but that person
Ends up dead or in jail sometimes he gets away
You know and we don't have no rags no red no blue
Rags and tellin' we gonna go out and creep or go
Out and do that other thing or whateva it is
You know we aint tell you to be joinin' no gang
Or whateva else.

Rollin Down [x3]

[Yella]
Eazy-Muthaphukkin-E
The Hip-Hop Thugsta
From the C-P-T
Compton Style
Real Niggaz
Nigga For Life
We don't Die.. [x3]
I'd like to send all my love out to his kids
And my God Son Derik, Little D
To all his family
To his wife and everybody who loved him
And the people that didn't love 'em
Yo E tell these niggaz whats up
"I say Fuck 'Em"
Hehehehaha
I tried thats right fuck these Muthaphukkaz
To all the real niggaz out there
We still in this muthaphukka
Beware...96 Style....96 Style
Yeah Big Man we out.

[Eazy-E]
As I was sayin' before
See you around buddy boy
I'm feelin' to fuck all
Goodbye
Hahahahahaahahahmmmmhehehemhmhhmhheeheheheheeh
Oooooooooooooh Shit!

Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street

2009-04-30T07:28:00.001-07:00

[Verso 1: (Gangsta Dresta)]

I got beat for the street
Ta pump in ya jeep
Or in ya caravan wid da homies kinda deep
Somking on a thai stick feeling kinda hight wit
Ya passenger seat occupied by a fly bitch
Rolling in ya lo-lo
Cut list all ya MCs
Slap in the hip-hop
Ta hell wit the ?tempres?
Modern day gangsta from the underground
Yay, niggas roll around wid tha boomin' ass sound
Got the 6-4 kinda low as we bouncing
On the grapevine rolling deep to Magic Mountain
Hoes on ya jock everytime ya hit a corner
Because ya rolling twisted on the gold Daytonas
Frontin' on the regular, talking on ya cellular
Acting like ya don't hear the little bitches
Yelling ya name at the bus stop ya don't stop
Ya mash on the gas roll right by they ass
Slap Dresta in the dash yeah,

[Hook:]

Guranteed to hear something sweet uh,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Guranteed to hear something sweet yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Streetz

[Verso 2: (Sylk)]

I got beat for the street
Drop a rag top four
Got my strap under the seat just in case
I have ta check a hoe
?Menage a trois? on the scene
Rolling through the C-P-T
Turn up the hump soundz
We grooving to the mellow beat
Mad dogging like bitches
Hitting me up like I'ma banger
Cause niggas can't stand ta see us
Sitting on some danas
When we came up all of tha fools
Running drag thinking ya gone 'n
Put tha twist I ain't tweaking
Drop ya putting the lock on it yeah!

[Hook]

[Verso 3: (B.G. KnoccOut)]

Beat for tha street
I love ta hear it pumpin in my lo-lo
Hitting my switches and running tha bitches
And now I'm bustin' mo hoes
Roll up to tha spot
Me hop out and hit tha chirp-chirp
Bail in put on some proper shorts and a proper shirt
Just clowning cause hoes are in the house
Riding my dick because I got fame,
And my name is B.G. KnoccOut
Asking ta be in my next vide-o
Get tha 7 digits slap that ass
And step to ya hoe
Now I'm off like a G flee to the C-P-T
See my niggas on the block getting tipsy
I pulled up and start tearing up the street
And guess what's in my muthaphukkin' deck,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street

[Hook]

[Verso 4: (Eazy-E)]

I got beat for the street
To tha beach I'll be rolling
Neva see me strolling
40s I'll be holding
Girls in the daisies
Drive Eazy crazy
Rolled up my windows
As I turned on my A-C
Rolling down Crenshaw see tha hoes jocking
Sunday nights popping
See tha foes hopping
My stereo's bump
And that A-T-L funk
You can call it what ya want
Either way the shit bumps
(Damn Right!)

Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street

Wut Would You Do

2009-04-30T07:27:00.001-07:00

Inside the minds of real g's
Death row is looked upon as the studio gangsters of the 90's
A joke hahahaha in a game called 5 minutes of fame you wasted
4 minutes now you got seconds left kick it

Come one come all and let me ride nigga
Eazy-e cpt how the hell you figure
To be the best on the west hu you?
Fool locked down this is east side nigga
South comton and I put it on the map
So when a dog pound crip you wanna scrap
And that coming straight from the ruthless gangster Eazy-e
Now what would I do ha ha let's see
Now I would take on sugars locked down the row
Since Dre is a bitch pimp slap the hoe
Now I'm seeing doubles man two dogs in a huddle
Aa god dame now diggidi daze I biggidi blast
On right one and smoke that ass
Now corrupt don't even set trip
Yelling long beach 60 blood and puppy pound
Crip really doe got my nuts on your chin
Well I'm all in your philly hoe
So come with it fool and test your luck and
I'll beat that ass now call me corrupt
Now I'm creeping through the fog you
Big dogg blue got my nine milla killa
Hunting a dogg named snoop
You can run nigga but you can't hide
Eazy-e straight creeping on the east side 7
Ten-long beach south caught snoop free basin
In a rock house I kicks in the door
I said it before I never let no busta test me no more
Bang murder was the case that they gave me
Murder was the case that they gave me

I'll smoke all you fools even you boo boo and your baby
Murder was the case that they gave me watch out buddie boy
Watch your back
Yeah what would you do?
What would you do if we rolled on you?
(so don't even think about stepping in the god damn house)
What would you do what would you do if we rolled on you?
What would you do what would you do if we rolled on you?
What would you do what would you do dirty red?

I comes on the snake hitting niggas low
With the cavey ass flow as I creep through the street
Peeping niggas from death row bet you wanna know
Which one make the best hoe so
Let me break it down as I'm lost in the mist
And take word of advice and don't come fucking with this
Ain't a joke niggas choke from the smoke that I blaze
Purple haze you be dazed in a stun
I'll put you on your back nigga what
I am the guess in a doggy dogg world
Never run with muss only nuts in their click
And dick in your mouth
The year is 95 and I'm running the house
Now tell what can you do nigga what can you do?
Nigga what could you do if me and a few of my homies came through?
Dumping real on you trick made bitch-made niggas
What could you do what could you do if we rolled on you?

you so don't even think about stepping in the god damn house
Dr. Dre straight busta never broke a law in his life
Besides beating up Ricky Harris's wife
Ha ha snoop dogg from a high top fade to sporting braids
Now he's laid fame no fortune and getting played not payed
Played
Treated like a prostitute and we all know who's doing the pimping that's don't
Be a follower be a leader and stay off the next man's nuts
Corrupt the king ping stick with the 60's
Cause you don't need those other hoes 'cause they're
About to go up in you but only you let um
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Death row really doe
Babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy bang ahhhh

Creep N Crawl

2009-04-30T07:26:00.001-07:00

[INTRO]
Straight off tha streets of muthafuckin Compton
It`s the downest nigga I know
Eazy muthafuckin me
Bout to kick your ass in Ninety-Three

[CHORUS]
I creep and I crawl and I creep and I crawl
And I creep and I crawl CREEP CREEP
I said I creep and I crawl and I creep and I crawl
And I creep and I crawl CREEP CREEP

[VERSE 1]
I got my niggas from Gravestreet WATTS
I got my niggas from the CPT
I got my niggas all across the motherfuckin land
Thats down with the E-A-Z-Y E
Now , early in the mornin I awake
Thinkin about these dead fool`s life that I had to take
Frontin on a true name I peep game at point blank range
FUCK `EM
(muthafuckin right ya`ll)
Back to the set as I jet
Not givin a fuck about the nigga that I went
Thats what he gotta shout for actin like a trick
Now he`s 6 feet and I`m deep in his bitch
Creepin creepin creepin on the marks that be sleepin
Catch you slippin slap the clip in buck `em every weekend
A scandalous lil` nigga with the heart to feel remorse
Dick the niggas corps leave it on his momma`s porch
Don`t give a fuck about shit that`s why I mellow
Or maybe it`s the fact that I`m kin to the devil
A psychopathic nigga thats always quick to fill a
Nigga for a ?? cause I`m a muthafuckin killer
Thriller from Manilla though I`m shown as the average
Try to test your luck and get bucked by a muthafuckin savage

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 2]
I got my niggas from Gravestreet WATTS
I got my niggas from the CPT
I got my niggas all across the muthafuckin land
Thats down with the E-A-Z-Y E
Now , later on that night as I`m rollin
Lookin for a nigga I can Gat and pack a hole in
Stoppin at a light on the latenight
Fire up a Phillie Blunt to get my head right
See some niggas slippin at a burger stand
And in my mind all I`m thinkin is a murder plan
Creepin through the drive through kinda slow
I got my hot beams on the back of the .4
Yo , smokin on chronic with the rag down
Not knowin I`m about to lay their ass down
Reach for them fools make my move
Leaned out my jeep and I creep kinda smooth
With the Gat to the nigga`s dome now he`s sleeps
One shot to the top body flopped on the seat
Peep , I dumped on the lil` skinny passenger
A bitch is screamin in a rage so I blasted her
Smashed and I got about 5 blocks
Before I got stopped by punk ass cops
(shit, fuck `em)
FUCK YOU
[shots rang out]
MUTHAFUCKA
Hahaha

My baby'z Mama

2009-04-30T07:25:00.001-07:00

(I'm sittin here writin a song about baby'z mothers who try to
Sue the daddies for child support. Even though daddy is takin care
Of the baby but the mother's just, you know, scandalous, not
Just like this hey)

Fuck my baby'z mama
The bitch got drama
Fuck my baby'z mama
Coz she's the type o' bitch that wanna see me broke
Broker than a joke, bitch stole my role
And every time I see the bitch she needs cash
She make me wanna slap her ass
Triflin bitch always got me in a fit
The low-life-Compton-shoppin-swap-me trick
I wanna kill the ho
Then slam her in the trunc of my six fo'
Coz yo, that ho made my dick grow
And now her lawyer's at every show
Waitin for me to kick in my dough
But before I go I'm on death row
Coz the bitch had too much drama...
FUCK MY BABY'Z MAMA !

[CHORUS:]
FUCK MY BABY'Z MAMA ! [7x]
(Trick bitch !)
FUCK MY BABY'Z MAMA !

Fuck my baby'z mama
The bitch got drama
And I'm not the one
I should just knock her punk ass out
While I'm in court payin child support
But then I gotta deal with the father and the steel
And he's the type o' nigga that a nigga's gotta kill
Make me kick up a grip, I don't like her
Coz the bitch is buyin skirts instead of dipers
Beggin so much to hold hands it's startin to look like cuffs
I wish I never fucked
But now it's too late
How much you made ?
Coz accordin to your income
You might have to spend some
Time behind bars
Now ya find it hard
Never thought a bitch would pull a stunt like this
I can't do another day with Pamela
So I'm a pay ya, Anna
But I just like to say...

[CHORUS]

I think of all the money that I spent on a lawyer
I used to be an employer
But now I'm just an employee filin bankruptcy
But now the punk bitch can't touch me
Huh! I only call her to check up on my daughter
So now she's got a restraining order
Put me to the curb and had the nerve to axks a bower or dime
Bitch, you must be outcha rabid ass mind
Huh! Love for start will take much, you see, the bitch broke me
So now I need a crutch
But you gotta understand a judge don't give a fuck
About a young nigga that's down on his luck
So I gotta put the P down and be down for the calls
And give the bitch back her drawers
So if ya drivin by and ya see her
Do me favor, give the bitch the finger
FUCK HER !

[CHORUS]

You biiiiiiiiiitch !!!

[insert:]
Haha, that's fucked up!
Go to hell !
We dedicate this number to you, haha
This one's for youuuu !
This evening's news report: See ya 'round, buddy boy...
(Pow)

Licking, Sucking, Fucking

2009-04-30T07:24:00.001-07:00

[Girl]
Let me hear it !

[Eazy-E]
You want this baby
I want it hot and juicy
And thats the way I like it
You know thats right
You know how to kick it
I mean can I stick it
So you want me to slap it
Flip and rub it down
Alright I want you to turn
Round so I can hit it from the back ok
You like it like that baby
Who's is it, is it mine baby
Can I eat it, I mean can I lick it
Can I stick my tongue all in it
[E and the girl going at it]

[Girl]
Right there uuh

[moaning]

[Girl]
Oh Eric

[Cut Off]

[Eazy-E diz]
As I was sayin' before about this other bitch
Thats fuckin' wit this uh Uncle Tom bitch just
Sayin' that he sexual harassed her so what if the
Muthafucka sexually harassed her give a nigga some pussy
Know what I'm sayin' you know ain't nuttin' wrong wit it
You know we did broke him off a little somethin' you know
But bitch probably lyin' you know what I mean

Hit The Hooker

2009-04-30T07:22:00.000-07:00

[Eazy-E]
Big titie shitty bang bang sittin' on a dick
Tryin' to play a pimp by the fifteen clicks
Hoes play with me weekly
So I'm down wit hoe play with my pee pee
Eazy muthaphukkin' access
Saggy baggy ass pants for a happy ass bitch
Ho ho ho to the ho and the cloe
Ski to the E or a piss in the snow
I take a hoe from the show to the mo' to the flow
To the inches where mo' now the hoe is gotta go
Pussy just as hairy as a panda, pink and peppy panther
Panty expander, tricks lick long while I lap long hard and fast
While I'm dippin' hunnies ass, throwin' harder with Barbara
Seein' sexy with Betsy, gettin' ready for Betty,
I hit the hooker heavy

[Chorus]
I hit the hooker heavy
Ready to.... [x4]

[Eazy-E]
Use a finger to when them real niggas comes to spread'em
Hittin' other peoples bitches so I'm comin' to ya weddin'
Head and the bill in the dark I begin with my dick
So you can say I have a head start
Comin' from the south of the border, cause I'm shorter
Than ya thought I was wife, whore, daughter in the order
Fuck all that one man one bitch shit
One condom, one dick, switch
To another after gun with a rubber
You can lick me like a lover wipe your mouth on the cover
I never dilly dally pimpin' Susan and Sally
Now you can find the couchie from Miami to Cali
Throwin' harder with Barbara
Seein' sexy with Betsy, gettin' ready for Betty,
I hit the hooker heavy

[Chorus]
I hit the hooker heavy
Ready to.... [x4]

[Eazy-E]
Bitches comin' with it for doublemint
Lookin' for ya homies
Cause the hoes know me like they owe me
I got a strip I hit when I'm lonely
Hit a bitch wit a whip and she run like Toby
So never count on me fool when in the true skool
Wit truce sluts lookin' for a crew screw
I flip and I flow when they go kinda low
Hoe better have my dough so suck silly
Hookers could stay or ya don't touch nuts
Really hook a good day
Adios disapear like a smoke your rejected
By a dick thats erect bitch
Sometimes I think I'm losin' it a lunatic
With a lot of automatic shit with clips
It ain't no thang to me it's the same ole slang
To me I roll with a long size gang with me
Throwin' harder with Barbara
Seein' sexy with Betsy, gettin' ready for Betty,
I hit the hooker heavy

[Chorus]
I hit the hooker heavy
Ready to.... [x8]

Tha Muthaphukkin Real ( Ft. MC Ren )

2009-04-30T07:21:00.002-07:00

[M.C. Ren]
Well it be the real niggaz back
With that hard street shit
Bitch niggaz be pissin a fit
But I say fuck 'em, when I buck 'em
Its that nigga with the cool and mellow shit
For your ass takin' niggaz back through the past
All up on my nutz shit be swingin' like a fist
Can't even take a piss
If I did niggaz would cut they wrist
In a muthaphukkin candy 4
Beat that ass with the switch
Then blast on the bitch
Who was all in my shit
Its that nigga Ren back for the 9-5
They say real niggaz was dead
But this nigga be alive
So I'm puttin' it down wit that nigga E uh-huh
For all of my niggaz in the C-P-T
So here we go again with part 3 of the script
Makin bitch made niggaz bite they lip, when we dip
So tell me how the phuck do it feel
Tah get hit wit Tha Muthaphukkin Real

[Chorus]
Tha Muthaphukkin Real
Shouts going out to the hardcore hip-hop
Tha Muthaphukkin Real
Buckin' these niggaz till they drop

[Eazy-E]
Now everythings good in my hood
And its on and pop and Eazy-Muthaphukkin-E
From East Side South Compton
Str8 givin' up the real
On how a nigga feel talk that shit
Muthaphukkaz caps get peeled
Layin' low in the cut
Gettin how than a muthaphuka niggaz knows whats up
I'm that gangsta, gangsta is that what there still yellin'
Nigga G to a T saggin' and bailin'
Live by the gun you know what I'm sayin' Ren
"Yea"
So I guess I'll die by that muthaphukka then
So when I die niggaz bury me
Make sure my shit reads Eazy-Muthaphukkin-E
And it's a fact to be exact my tombstone should read:
He Put Compton On That Map
And thats how a nigga feel
When I'm givin' up Tha Muthaphukkin Real

[Chorus]
Tha Muthaphukkin Real
Shouts going out to the hardcore hip-hop
Tha Muthaphukkin Real
Buckin' these niggaz till they drop
Tha Muthaphukkin Real

[M.C. Ren]
Niggaz be pissin' on they self
When the real niggaz drop
While they rollin' in they shit
Hittin' corners on the block
Niggaz fresh out the Pen with 2 strikes
Be bumpin' this real shit every phukkin night
It's alright niggaz
It's 2 hard muthphukkaz on tha streetz
It's the nigga M.C. Ren and the Nigga Eazy

[Eazy-E]
Does it ya wish the fuck that you could do it
Got a Nine Millameter don't make me have to shoot it
Who gives a fuck about the police
Cause I'm the main muthphukka that break the peace
Now let me know how the phuck do you feel
Gettin' hit wit Tha Muthaphukkin Real

[Chorus]
Tha Muthaphukkin Real
Shouts going out to the hardcore hip-hop
Tha Muthaphukkin Real
Buckin' these niggaz till they drop [x2]

[Eazy-E]
Yeah Keepin' it real for the 9-5
For all you niggaz out there
Thats true to the muthaphukkin game
N.W.A.'s back in this bitch
And busta ass niggaz don't even understand it
Yo yella kick that shit

Nutz On Ya Chin

2009-04-30T07:21:00.001-07:00

One and in comes the two to the muthaphukkin three then comes the Eazy
To the other fuckin E playin niggaz life like a puppet and can't dance but
Could touch it so fuck it rappers want to dis I'm glad to see `em cause I
Rip your fuckin face outta a magazine O.G. gangsta lean now after I shit
Your face wipes that ass clean now time to get tipsy and don't want a bitch
If she can't rub the balls like a gypsy. Who's all in? Since you put yourself
On my dick I put my nutz on ya chin...

Muthaphukk whatcha heard I'm more than that a real nigga from the hood
And I'm all that thick as a hicky a picky nigga fittin dickies with bitches
Strictly dick-ly many sets I rolled on and killed squeals that told on my
Homies they sold on don't ask Eazy shit it's still a hit iz a hit and a bitch
Iz a bitch hangin on my nutz like a hair strand hangin there with n'ear heart
And n'ear plan ass out like a asshole runnin to my dick with a rhyme and
A lasso again and again from beginning to end it's your nutz on my
Chin...

You couldn't beat a minute of my ass if I gave you sixty seconds tick
Tock shit starts I start a steppin E to the muthaphukkin A to the muthaphukkin
Z here's the Y here's the E here to stay after you when I'm through check
Me and Rodney King Fuck Tha Police part 2 now back to my friends nutz to
Ya nose to ya lips to ya chin real niggaz love us hussies never fuck us the
Roughest ruckas fingers couldn't touch us Eazy E's back again fuck waitin'
For a payday get an A.K. everyday is a blast yeah blast a nigga fast knock
His ass get all the cash Who's all in? Since you put yourself on my dick
I put my nutz on ya chin...

"N.W.A. Niggaz With Attitudes, we're underground reporters we tell about,
You know, the streets and everything that goes on, you know, around in Compton,
Our area, what's going around around us, we don't know what the fuck's going
Around around by YOU, but frankly we don't give a fuck, you know. Most kids
In Compton don't give a fuck who the mayor or the president is you know they're
Not even interested in votin'. And the police, you know what I'm sayin?
I say FUCK `EM."

Sippin On A 40

2009-04-30T07:20:00.001-07:00

[Chorus]
Sippin on a 40
Sippin on a 40

[Gangsta Dresta]
Aye Yo lets roll to the store
Eazy-E so we can buy us some O.E.
40 oz. gettin' a buzz with the thuggz
In the neighborhoods black
But buy you a couple of extra one's for the neighborhood

[Eazy-E]
Nigga you be drinkin' out my bottle
Bitch thats bullshit still got semen on ya lips
From the homies dick
Trick yo the home girl
But sit you like a loose goose
So gimmie a couple of dollars
So I can bring you back a duece duece

[B.G. Knocc Out]
Well bring B.G. Knocc Out back a muthaphukkin 40 o.
So me and my nigga Big Boy can go and cop some indo
And well be right back at you niggaz with a quick fast
Dresta don't forget to buy ya couple of packs of Zig-Zags

[Chorus]
Sippin on a 40
(8-ball rollin')
(nick name Eazy-E)
Sippin on a 40
(8-ball rollin')
(Drinkin' like a mad man yes I do)

[Eazy-E]
Back to the store all the 40 o's were kinda hot

[Gangsta Dresta]
Get the shit or not

[Eazy-E]
Naw Lets roll to another spot
Back in the four to another store

[Gangsta Dresta]
I told you the store on 124th keep the cold brew
[Speakin' Spanish]
Make a right

[Eazy-E]
The Store ain't in sight

[Gangsta Dresta]
Nigga it's right pass the next light
Pass across the light
Now heres what you gotta do
Get in ya left lane and make a muthaphukkin U

[Eazy-E]
Lets get at least 10 40's and at least 10 22's
That should be enough for the whole muthaphukkin crew
Plus they got indo a niggas gonna be double blitz

[Gangsta Dresta]
Oh give me some Zig-Zags and 2 packs of Double Mint

[Chorus]
Sippin on a 40
(8-ball rollin')
(nick name Eazy-E)
Sippin on a 40
(got the 8-ball rollin')

[B.G. Knocc Out]
Yo Dresta

[Gangsta Dresta]
Whats up

[B.G. Knocc Out]
Did you bring back some gum?

[Gangsta Dresta]
Hell yeah

[B.G. Knocc Out]
Good now a nigga breath won't be yo hum
Now pass me a stick
So I can spit game at this trick
Cause beer breath and tricks don't mix

[Eazy-E]
Y'all don't give a fuck what a punk bitch stank
Cause my breath always stank every time I take a drank
40's I be downin' I'm Drownin' my self
Let me hit the joint and I'll be clowin' everybody else

[Gangsta Dresta]
You wont be clowin' me
Cause I got dose for your trick ass
Oh bitch you tryin' tah bag
I got dose for your bitch ass
Well let me hit the joint
Once again and we can go G but
Oh let me take a sip off the O.E.

[Chorus]
Sippin on a 40
(8-ball rollin')
(nick name Eazy-E) [x4]

Just Tah Let U Know

2009-04-30T07:18:00.001-07:00

[Verse One:]

It's that man comin up from that land of tha C-P-T
("What's my motherfuckin name?" - Snoop) Eazy-E
Comin thru with a big lick for '94
Showin alla y'all them true-ass gangsta flows
So bow-wow bow-wow the big dog's in town
And them guts is the only thing a nigga pound
Laid back as I blow a fat sack
Hittin switches for them bitches, hittin corners in a Cadillac
So take a ride on tha ruthless side
With the E to the A-Z-Y
That nigga makin more off yo hits than you do
You fools, need to recognize this crew when I roll through
Tryin to speak up on tha OG, nigga you don't know me
Break em off these nuts lil wanna-be
Cause I peel caps if need be
And ain't nothin you gonna bring don't see me
Just tah let U know...

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

One more time for the rhyme again
Comin from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N
Just tah let U know
Just tah let U know

[Verse Two:]

It's the E comin up from the gank
So nigga let me ride all the way to the bank
Coz ain't nuthin on my mind but the gips
Gotta have a grip, run a nigga dip
Back to the pass on the Compton streetz
Where the niggaz get beat when us gangstas meet
And fools gettin mad coz they can't ride like I ride
Front n back, dippin side to side
And it's been like that since I was a BG
"It's the E," that's what they scream when they see me
Mama said every day is like this
Fools screamin that I put em in a twist
Thought you had it bad, isn't really all good
If the homies only knew in the hood
That you was gettin done like a two dollar hoe
It's just a lil something from the E tah let U know...

[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]

It's still the C-P-T, nuthin more, nuthin less
On a quest to put that bomb in my chest
Coz them busta-ass niggaz can't see what I'm sayin
They think the E be playin (What ?)
But I ain't givin up nuthin but this glock in yo mouth
So recognize that and get yo punk ass knocked out
So if you wanna ride nigga jump on in
Sip a cup o' gin. Ain't no friends when it come to ends
So no hard feelings when you niggaz be dealin
With the original Compton criminal
Coz the only thing poppin is a snaps
And ain't no fun when a nigga be tap perhaps
But a nigga like the E ain't trippin though
I'm just here tah let U niggaz know...

[CHORUS]

[Insert:]
You have your own freedom of choice
So you do what the fuck you feel like doin
Take it from me, that streetwise motherfucker named Eazy E

Sorry Louie

2009-04-30T07:17:00.000-07:00

(Hi, Claude again...You remember I told you about my cousin when
I was 15...Well, the year after that, I killed this kid, Louie...
Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger hahaha...
I got away with it...haha...but erm...I wanna apologize to
Louie...I'm sorry Louie...hahaha...)

(Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger)
[5x]

I knew this muthaphukka named Louie
Every day the nigga talk shit but today he tried to do me
He rolled down my block with a pistol and a stare
A black khaki suit and dooky brades in his hair
The muthaphukka think I'm slippin
But I got my gat and a 40 and I'm sippin
Waitin for the fool to get out the car
The stupid muthaphukka thinks I'm a star
But I'm not, I'm the type that kick the niggaz ass
Fast ! Eazy E's a nigga that'll blast
Hold up, wait, the nigga started to load his gat
I grabbed my bat and ran around the back yo
He's at my window, thinkin I'm playin Nintendo
But the stupid nigga don't know I'm behind him so
He dropped the gat like a stupid muthaphukka
So I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger

[CHORUS:]
(Bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger)
[4x]

I knew this bitch named Wheaches
She often want me to fuck her happy ass on the beaches
But (?? huh ??) yo peaches be fuckin around with me
Instead o' fuckin her man
She's butt-naked with my dick in her hand, yo
As soon as Wheaches started suckin, I saw this muthaphukkin
Nigga behind the car, and he was duckin
So I told the bitch to hold on (Hold on)
You stupid bitch, put yo muthaphukkin clothes on
I wonder if this nigga's tryin a jack me
Coz I ain't got my gat with me
Shit, the nigga started runnin up fast
I thought he was gonna blast, so I hid behind her ass
She started howlin out "wait", I banked her in the face
But the punk nigga pulled out (?? mace ??)
He asked the stupid bitch did I mug her
So I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger

[CHORUS]

I'm a muthaphukkin psycho and I don't give a fuck about'em
I kill the nigga and cut off his dick, so you know I got'em
Coz (?? huh ??) ate his brain, left the nigga for dead
Now it's a gallon of blood, drippin from under his bed
(Oh, no ! What happened to my lover ??)
Bitch I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger
Bitch tried to call the cops, fuck that
I gotta take the girl out with my muthaphukkin bat
Coz I ain't doin 10 in the pen
For a bitch and her dead-ass boyfriend
So...I gotta kill the ho
I'm reachin for my weapon slow
That's when I notice some nigga standin by the door
The little nigga sayin "don't kill my mother", so
I bashed his head in with my Louieville slugger

[CHORUS]

Hahahahaha Sorry Jimmy
Hahahahaha He's dead
Hahahahaha I'm sorry, Billy
Hahahahaha

Ole School Shit

2009-04-30T07:16:00.001-07:00

[Eazy-E]
Hey Yella
Kick that shit
199-muthaphukkin-E
The muthaphukkin year
Of the real muthphukkin' G's
And we gonna do this shit like this...

[Gangsta Dresta]
Nigga eva deadly
Ya just don't know who ya fuckin' wit
So I suggest get in ya shit and keep truckin' bitch
Before I get my gat ya pressure case
Blast, blast I leave my gang bang layin' on ya face
I tattoe Dre name on my chest
Cross it out just another nigga that I X-ed huh
And you won't see R.I.P.
You'll see P.N.D.
A Punk nigga deceased yeah
And the bitch that was yours will be mine buddy
All because ya woofed on a nigga that was nutty
And I had to make an example
Nigga thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample
Of a nigga with street wise reality
That don't give a fuck type Compton mentality
I stare back death right in the face
Contemplate my last day on and everyday base
Cause a nigga neva know when he go
I hope it only takes one shot
Cause I don't wanna die slow
My funeral will be full of my peers
People that neva gave a fuck about me droppin'
Threw me tears
I hope I'm in the casket face down
So all you muthaphukkaz can kiss my black ass now
And fuck all that cryin' all night
Just be happy that I'm rid of this fucked up life
Yeah, and now you see you can't handle me
I give a shout to Tonel and the Ruthless Phuckin Family.

[Eazy-E]
Out wit the old in with the muthaphukkin new
But check dis shit out I got somebody for ya bitch....
Muthaphukka

[Sylk]
Now it's about time for the Sylk to speak
Check dat ass last weak
You off the chronic and you tweak
Speak when I feel
Cause I'm as real as they come
I'm a bitch with a gun
Neva run ain't for none
So step, step up
If ya wanna test ya luck trick
Sister like Sylk
Don't really giva a fuck bitch
Punk bitches wanna step phony speak howdy doody
I make ya self break ya self bitch you neva new me
Yours truly no longer layin' in the cut
Steady phuckin' shit up
Neva see me shakin' my butt I strut
Like a gangsta bitch no not a pranksta bitch
I'm quick to gank a bitch trick
Peep game at this bitch as I shoot this
Gangsta bitch steppin' rollin' wit da Ruthless.

[B.G. Knocc Out]
The R-U-T-H-L-E double S
Yo it's the nigga knocc out
Claim the block so nigga whats next
Try to step and flex and get wrecked like a mac truck
I'm kickin', tah spittin' this funky shit to make a quick phat buck
I'm doggin' a dog you suckaz can't talk bout tip flip I rip shit
I'm stressin' "Damn cuz", "Pick it back up"
Chillin up in the studio
With the Ruthless Family
Fuck the Death Row Posse
Yo them fools cannot handle me
Snoop and Andre ya come and try to fade the
Loc'ed out, Compton, Original Baby Gangsta
1-8-7's how we do it on the West
Ya say ya shit is Chronic but to me it's more like stress
Or should I say make my shit the stronic
Tha Dogg Pound don't wanna step to the atomic dog
D-O-T-K-N-O-Double-C-O-U-T so muthaphukka come and phuck wit me.

"Come On", "Come On"
"This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check
Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family ya still in effect" [x3]
"This is just a little something to keep ya ass in check
Ruthless Muthaphukkin' Family" "Kick That Shit"

[Eazy-E]
Jealousy is a muthaphukka when your the man
With the other hand I don't give a shit
Clock a grip like no other can
Wanna be like me be a G like me
But I'm the nigga that made a G
Outta the bitch D-R Eazy
I was the captain
Dre was my sidekick
Everything was cool
Till he wanted to get what I get
Any other real G Eazy-Muthaphukkin-E
Now claimin' you a G
How does it feel to be me

First Power

2009-04-30T07:15:00.001-07:00

"I am the ressurection and the life. He who believes in me, though he
dies, yet shall relive, and whoever lives and believes in me shall never
die... (shutup, bitch). Fear not them which kill the body, rather fear Him
which is able to destroy both body and soul in Hell. Get thee behind me
Satan and push me along."

"All this power I will give thee, if thou therefore wilt worship me.
All shall be thine..."

"Come with me bitch as we go through the door, backwards. Heaven in art
which Father our, Our Father which art in Heaven... (hey muthaphukka!)
See ya `round, buddy boy."

Down 2 Tha Last Roach

2009-04-30T07:13:00.000-07:00

[Dr. Dre:] "I still express yo I don't smoke weed or sess"
BITCH!!!

Ah, greetings eartlings, and welcome to the motherfuckin'
wonderful, wonderful, motherfuckin world
of gettin higher than a motherfucker
Ohh me? I'm funk on your mind
alias to you motherfucker's roach clip
And this here's my Kimosabe dumpin shit on yo ass
and my nigga goes by the name of BG Ashtray
and we 365, that means we fucked up all the way around
And our motto is..

(Gettin higher than a motherfucker, down to tha last roach)

Creepn through this cloud of smoke
with a little bit of funk to make ya choke in
Gangstas come feel good inside
as we take you for a ride to another dimension
Deep from a 4-0 O-Z
Two crooked ass niggaz on a cosmic journey
Straight from the planet G
where the real niggaz dwell in the realms of Ruthless
Took a puff of the indo spliff
High like a bird as I creep to the bud spot
Break me off a proper piece so I can get fucked
with my nigga roachclip, BG Ashtray, dump that ash tray
Ruthless family, high as can be
Smoke that ?? psychadelically insane
and gettin higher than a motherfucker

(Gettin higher than a motherfucker, down to tha last roach)

As I step through the smoke
Deep from a land broke niggaz dont come to
Straight to Indonesia
Chronic fever step off punk we dont need ya
Blaze a blunt to the boogie
and come take a ride on a journey with a real G
life is easily explained on the level
of smokin bud with the motherfuckin Devil in my imagination
Sup with these thoughts what a fly creation
Indo smoke from the land of G'z
Letting them know they can't handle these
Niggaz, straight from the planet Dime
I have come to put funk on your mind
Eazy-E better known as Mr. Roach Clip
so pass the bud cuz we still gettin higher than a motherfucker

(Gettin higher than a motherfucker, down to tha last roach)

Now I'm real fucked up yes high as hell
Ring ding ding do I hear some bells
or am I just trippin
thinkin about that 4 that I'm dippin
Front, back, side to side
on corners that's how a nigga gotta ride
Dip to the, dip to the back
Bumpin' Eazy-E on 8 track
So blaze up a another skunky, funky, dookie, doobie,
so we can get loogied
Up some more, up, up it go
What's my name "Eazy-E" yo
The motherfuckin bud smokin' loc'n
when I'm high as a kite causing ruckus yeah!
gettin higher than a motherfucker

(Gettin higher than a motherfucker, down to tha last roach)

(Below is asked to E while music is still playing)

[Q:] Substance
[E:] Mar-a-Mutha-Fuckn-Wana
[Q:] Common slang names
[E:] Pot, grass, dope, weed, homegrown, sinsemilla,
Maui-wowie, thai sticks, joints, roaches, indica,
concentrated rezi called hash or hashish;
but some niggaz call it bud
[Q:] Active Ingrediant
[E:] Tetra Hydro Cannabinol... THC
[Q:] Source
[E:] Cannabis Sativa
[Q:] Form a callogic classification
[E:] CNS Depressive Hallucigent
[Q:] Medical Use
[E:] Experimental only,oh yeah we still testing...
and don't forget we still gettin higher than a motherfucker

(Gettin higher than a motherfucker, down to tha last roach)

Boyz N Tha Hood ( G-Mix )

2009-04-30T07:12:00.001-07:00

[Intro:]
Yeah, gangsta Dresta steps in this muthafucka and this one goes out tah all
the O.G.'s out there and I can't forget about the baby gangstaz, what's up
niggaz, my
nigga they came back with some of that old school original west coast shit
nigga that
got all of y'all in this dig in the first place yeah so run that shit E, yeah
...

[Verse One:]
Cruisin' down tha street in my '64
Jackin' tha freaks clocking tha dough
Went to tha park tah get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there come shootin' some hoop
A car pulls up who can it be
A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G
He rolled down his window and he started to say
It's all about makin' that GTA

[Chorus:]
'Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard
Ya come talkin' that trash we'll pull ya cord
Knowin' nuthin' in life but tah be legit
Don't quote me boy 'cuz I ain't said shit

(Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit
Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit)

[Verse Two:]
Dotomy's in tha place tah give me the pace
He said my man JD is on free-base
Tha boy JD was a friend of mine
'Til I caught him in my car trying tah steal a alpine
I chase him up tha street tah call a truce
Tha silly cluckhead pulls out a deuce deuce
Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge
One sucka dead L.A. Times front page

[Chorus]

(Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang,
Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang)

[Verse Three:]
Bored as fuck and I wanna get ill
So I went to a place where my homeboyz chill
Niggaz out there makin' that dolla'
I pulled up in my '64 Impala
They greet me wit a 40 and I start drinkin'
And from tha 8-ball my breath start stinkin'
Enough tah get my girl tah rock that body
Before I left I hit tha Bacardi
I went to her house tah get her out of the pad
Dumb hoe said something that made me mad
She said something that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed tha stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave
She started talkin' shit what did ya know
Reached back like a pimp slapped tha hoe
Her father jumped up and he started tah shout
So I bombed on pops knocked his old ass out

[Chorus]

(And if a brotha talks shit I give him a,
And if a brotha talks shit I give him a,
And if a brotha talks shit I give him a)

[Verse Four:]
Now I'm rollin' hard now under control
Them wrapped tha '64 around a telephone pole
I looked at my car and I said,"Oh brother!"
Thrown in the gutter and go buy another
Walkin' home and I see tha G-ride
Now Kat is drivin' Kilo on tha side
As they busted a U they got pulled over
A undercovered cop in a dark green Nova
Now Kat got beat for resisting arrest
He socked tha pig in tha head for rippin' his Guess
Now he is caught for doing tha crime
For defense on tha boy he'll do some time

[Chorus]

(I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck,
I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck,
I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck,
I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck)

[Verse Five:]
I went tah get them out but there was no bail
My niggaz caused a riot in tha county jail
Two days later in municiple court
Kilo G on trial straight caught a fought
Instruct him out tha court said the judge
On a six year sentence my man didn't budge
Bailiff came over tah turn him in
Kilo G looked up and gave a grin
He yelled out fire then came Susie
Tha bitch came in wit a submachine uzi
Police shot tha girl but didn't hurt her
Both up state for attempted murder

[Chorus]

It's On

2009-04-30T07:11:00.001-07:00

Todays a good day to die! (lady screaming)
Bow wow wow yippie yo yeppie yah
Suck on these nuts nigga suck on these nuts
I tell em bow wow wow yippie yo yeppie yea
Suck on these nuts nigga suck on these nuts
Ain't nuthin but Eazy baby
He'll smoke two niggas cuz they crazy
Talk a gang of shit but it dont phase me
That punk nigga Dre still pays me

Well if it's on motherfucker then it's on G
Now if it's on motherfucker than its on G
Hey Mister prankster prankster
Story book gangster
Back in 86 you wore pumps and masscara
Down did the motherfuckin wreckin crew bid
But once a bitch always a bitch
And now the fuckin switch
Fag with a steathoscope now you sag
Body slammn bitches makes Dre a bigger man.
Cackies sportin loc's in a G ride
What set you from loc what set you from ride?
Rip Vanwinkle sleepin nigga woke up and became a G
But you still dont impress tha E-Z.
Smoke a little sherm now you call that shit the chronic
Niggas on the West side call it bionic
I make a mill here make a mill there
Fuck a bitch here fuck a bitch there yeeeeah

[Chorus 2X]
[Scratched in] Tell ya motherfuckers who your fuckin with
[Eazy-E] Well if its on Motherfucker then its on

Old nigga Eazy-E went to the Cuppard
To get Snoop Doggy Dogg a bone motherfucker.
Here's
Another G or should I say a H, a I, a J, a K, a L-M-N-O-P
P for the pussy wussy wuffin nigga broke
As a motherfuckin joke
Talkin about you want to smoke tha E to tha A-Z-Y
Nigga this EAST SIDE Snoop Doggy Doggy Dogg you wanna try
187 on the E that ya sing
But you cling on my balls when I swing my ding-a-ling
Yeah you got more just like a pint of puppy water
First I'm gonna choke ya Then I smoke ya
Then I'm gonna toss ya in the back of my trunk
With the other punk
Smoking Death Row like I smoke a Phillie Blunt
Well if it's on motherfucker than its on G
If it's on motherfucker than it's on G

[Chorus 2X]

Still a nigga,
Once a nigga
Always a nigga
Down from the get go
Never let go
Never flossin
Never slippin
Never trippin
Stickin dick and my balls down your throat doggy listen
Niggaz from the LBC
They never heard of ya G
and Niggas from the CPT aint down with D-R-E
But ya gave it up,
Still like a trooper
Let 'em play ya jam shake ya hand and then they shoot ya
You can fool the people on the east coast an the mid-west
But In LA you still cant pass the test
See I can tell a pussy when I see one
Dre wearing lip stick that mean ya have to be one
You need to change your sex and your occupation
You try to fuck with E nigga Run Run Run
Cause if it's on motherfucker then its on G
Now if its on motherfucker then its on G

[Chorus 4X]

Gimme That Nutt

2009-04-30T07:10:00.000-07:00

[Intro:]
Cruisin' down the street in my '64

Verse One:
It's like that and it's like this
I took her to the pad and we started to kiss
Now my dick's on hard ya know what I'm thinkin'
Took her panties off and her pussy was stinkin'
Pulled off my draws and we started to begin
Now the pussy's wet so my dick slides in
Oh, hiddy hiddy hiddy you hoe
Ridin' from the back so I'm fuckin' kinda slow
So fee fie foe fuck fum
She's scratchin' on my back oh here she comes
Now I gotta get a nutt gotta get a nutt gotta get it quick
Ya know because I love this shit so

[Chorus:]
Gimme that, that, that nutt [3x]
Gimme that, Gimme that, Gimme that nutt

[Verse Two:]
Okay back back to the fuckin' basics
You got yours and mine ya want to taste it
Open wide oh no don't you waste it
Oh shit all over ya face kid
Ya know ya know one thing
You know me I like to sling
That dick you know what so roll over girl while I stick it in ya
But I'll turn it wild while I'm ridin' that ass scream and shout
My name is the same
Just another pussy that I had to tame so

uh, get it on baby
uh, get it on baby
uh, get it on baby (lick my balls honey)

[Chorus-2x]

[Verse Three:]
Now I love pussy (love pussy)
And pussy loves me (pussy loves me)
Like a lemon to the lime and the bubble to the bee
Ya know its real good a nigga can't resist it (it's real good)
Couldn't be a foot loop (can't be a fag) so don't get me twisted
'Cause in some pussy is the place to be
Always fuckin' is the life for me
Spread them legs open far and wide
Fuck this shit just let me put my dick inside so

[Chorus-2x]

uh, get it on baby
uh, get it on baby
uh, get it on baby (gently put the ballhaaaaa)

[Chorus-2x]

Still A Nigga

2009-04-30T07:09:00.000-07:00

("Str8 off tha streetx of Compton,dedicated and by most suckas
hated. But I got something I want you mutha fuckas to know I
really dont give a fuck, hahaha.")

Niggaz aint shit in the 90's I dont trustem and bitches on my
dick but they aint shit so mutha fuckem. Eazy knows whats up cuz
see he really dont give a fuck cuz it dont concern me if dont
pertain to money or a nut. But then again I talk to a few of my
friends 9 times outta 10 bout some endz or some skinz. Cuz Im tha
type of nigga that gotta have it like a rabbit,rappn is my hustle
bustn ho's is a habbit.I stab it like a true no good nigga
should,I do it the way a down OG nigga would. And now Niggaz know
Eric Wright aint no busta,Another platnium cut from tha Compton
Thugsta, My name is "Eazy-E"

"Eazy Mutha Fuckn E, A real Nigga, Born and Raised in Mutha Fuckn
Compton, This ones dedicated to you busta ass niggaz ,you know
who you are. Smoke a fat ass joint to this BITCH!!!HAHAHAH"

I dont think Im all this or that but Im all me original Gangsta
E-A-Z-Y-E. Down from tha Jump now Im ending with tha bizya,still
rollin in my 6-4 on them thizangs. Do wicked shit,cuz shit is
wicked on the streetz and from what my eyes see the wickedness
will never cease. Bitches on my dick and ya know Im running yall
so ya just sold your soul to tha mutha fuckn devils son in law.
Wicked as could be Eazy-E got tha flow.LEAVING A SMELL OF DEATH
ON THA ROW FOR SURE(or Show). And a ho cant make me or break me
but she can take me to a motel and work a niggaz smell.Cuz Im
"Eazy-E"

"Yeah,suck on these nutz mutha fucka's, Get with tha real and
quit faking tha funk. And oh yeah,stay off my dick,haha,really
doe,hahaha"

I let my demons loose when I hit tha 8 juice, and I leave a trail
of stiff's when Im high off of a spliffs.Niggaz talk shit so I
talk a lot of shit to, Niggaz want diss fuck them and their whole
crew. In fact nigga thank ya for stocking a niggaz bank up yeah
Im living swell but Im gangsta like Dresta,no NOT tha
Doctor,physician,or the MD, Dresta's an OG Doc is a PHONY. Only
the real real can chill with me and tha rest cant fuck with E.
Cuz Im tha OG that'll bring ya down,tha devils son in law KING of
tha underground. Good to go with tha flow that I throw,giving ya
more to let a mutha fucka know. That I can get wreck on tha set
and make ya slow cuz yeah know I aint a joke Im a mutha fuckn Loc
and my name is "EAZY-E"

"Eazy Mutha Fuckn E,but you bitches can just call me E.A real
nigga from tha CPT. Kickn ass and asking questions later...Oh
yeah,dont get smoked Loc...And Im out.....Mutha Fucka's (echo
Mutha Fucka's)"

Any last Werdz

2009-04-30T07:07:00.000-07:00

This is a real life jack in progress. Nigga give up your shit or take
two tha chest with tha cripness
cuz I aint fuckn around G,so take a look at a real at a real live nigga
that craaazy and get ready to
die loc,any last wordz before your ass gets smoked,it aint a joke cuz my
pockets is broke my friend
thats why I gotta do u in. Give up your endz and your gold and your
Nik's and anything else I
might like and then Im off in the wind again to catch tha next sucka
slippn taken two to tha chin.
Im on a role two niggaz in one night didnt even have to fight,just
pulled out my 9 to end anothers
life. Thats real life so forget tha silly shit you heard,Now Nigga tell
me do you have any last wordz.

"Cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no satisfaction.
So I take my 9 put it on my
?? for some cop now Im blastn, cuz Im known as a G and Im coming from tha Cpt.
And you should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with Eazy"

"Word'em up" [several times]

Another murder I comitted made front page a nigga dead from a drive by
did with a 12 gauge. The
first stage of insanity people say it aint wise to get faded off the
ST.Ides. A mother cries,another
son lies in a casket,life was fun while it lasted. Tha silly bastard had
to get caught,tripn and set
tripn,you should of seen that niggaz blood dripping.To many lives took
to many hearts broke,but
you dont hear me so you see my fuckn gun smoke. Some ask why do I take
so many lives from the
innocent little ones. But where I come from we take shit real,you peel
caps so you gotta get your
cap peeled. Grab your steel forget about what you heard,its Do or Die
Nigga,any last wordz?

"Cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no satisfaction.
So I take my 9 put it on my
?? for some cop now Im blastn,cuz Im known as a G and Im coming from
tha Cpt. And you
should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with Eazy"

"Word'em up" [repeated several times]

I got tha 9 and Im fixing to str8 creep,feel I need to take another life
so I peep. Checking the
scene,but staying low so Im not seen case I gotta get away gotta make
tha shit clean G. So Im
looking for a victim.Gotta be right,took my time and I picked him,Scoped
shit then I licked'em now
Im back in the news,no clues,but yet another murder. You should of heard
the nigga squill when I
stuck his ass,I had to grin cuz its funny nigga fuck his ass. He aint
tha last and surely aint tha first
G,but his monkey ass rolled away in a hurst G. So Im feeling some what
relieved,just another day
in tha life of tha E-Z. A real G so forget tha silly shit you heard,its
do or die Eazy-E gets that last word.

"Cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no satisfaction.
So I take my 9 put it on my
?? for some cop now Im blastn,cuz Im known as a G and Im coming from
tha Cpt. And you
should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with Eazy"

"Word'em up" [several times]

Real Muthaphukkin G's

2009-04-30T07:06:00.000-07:00

[Intro]
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Comp-ton

Real motherfucking G's...
Real motherfucking G's...
Real Motherfucking G's...

[Verse One]
Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper crack
and it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
and let that real shit provoke, so you're a wanna be 'loc
and you'll get smoked and I hope that your fans understand
when you talk about playing me, the same records that you makin' is paying me
Motherfuck Dre
Motherfuck Snoop
Motherfuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
'cause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
to let the Real motherfucking G's in, you like a kid
you found a pup and now your dapper,
but tell me where the fuck you found, you found an anorexic rapper
talking 'bout who you go squabble with and who you shoot
you're only 60 pounds when you're wet and wearing boots
damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only met Eazy's pay day
all of a sudden Dr. Dre is a G thing,
but on his old album cover he was a she thing
so nigga please, nigga please don't step to this motherfuckin' real G's

Yo Dre, what's up? [bang]
Yo Dre, what's up? [bang]

Now take it to the rapper, claiming to be dapper then the Dresta,
smoother then a bitch but Dre's a rolling gangster,
ain't broke a law in your life, yet every time you rap
you rap about the guns and knifes, just take a good look
and the Nigga, and you'll capture the fact,
that the bastard is simply just an actor,
who mastered the bang and the slang and the Mental,
of niggas in Compton, Watts, and South Central
never ever once have you ran with the turf,
yet in every verse you claim you used to do the dirt,
but tell me who's a witness to your fucking work,
so you never had no business,
so save the drama jerk,
niggas straight kill me knowing that they pranksters,
this is going out to your studio gangsters,
see I did dirt, put in work, and many niggas can vouch that,
so since I got stripes I got the right to rap about that,
but niggas like you
I gotta hate you, 'cause I'm just tired of Suburbian Niggas
talking about they coming from projects
knowing you ain't seen the parts of the streets G
think you trying bang around the time of the peace treaty
wearing khackis and you mob while you rhyme, little fag tried to sag,
but he's gettin flooded at the same time,
and you set don't accept you, so you scared to kick it with your homies
'cause you know they don't respect you,
So nigga please check nuts before you step to this, motherfucking real G's

[Verse Three]
Well, it the Knocc Out, definition original baby gangster
approach me like you hard, motherfucker I'm gonna bank you
shank you, with my fucking shank, if I have to
Dr. Dre an Snoop Dogy Dogg are fucking actors
pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
but this time you're dealing with some real motherfuckers
G's, nigga please, don't try to step
because if you do, and I pill cap is all that would be left see,
young niggas like me will break you off something,
claiming my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggas like you all is what I call wanna be's
it ain't shit compared to real motherfuckin' G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, What's up? [bang]
Yo Dre, what's up? [bang]

I never met an OG who never did shit wrong
you tried to dis the Eazy-E so now nigga it's on you
and you Doggy Dogg, think your all honk and shit
both of you bitches, can come and suck my Doggy's dick
beating a bitch don't make you shit, but then again some Niggas
think it makes a man, Damn it's a trip
how a Nigga could switch so quick from wearing lipstick
to smoking on Chronic at picnics, and now you think your bigger
but to me you ain't nothing but a bitch ass Nigga
who ain't worth a food stamp, but at
Death Row, I hear your gettin treated like Boot camp
gotta follow your seargents directions, or get your ass
pumped with a Smith and Wesson, learn a lesson from the E
Stay in your place and don't step to Real motherfucking G's

Yo Dre, What's up? [bang]
boy you should have known by now..
Yo Dre (what's up?) [Bang]
Boy you should have known by now...

Yo Dre (what's up?) [bang]
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy that's it....

Merry Muthafucking Xmas

2009-04-30T07:01:00.001-07:00

[Tio Dolamite]
Come on over hunnie
And give your uncle Dolamite a kiss
[kissing sounds]
Well what you want baby?

[Bebe]
Would you tell me a story?

[Tio Dolamite]
You want me to tell you a story?

[Bebe]
Hell yeah!

[Outro Bebe]
Me too!

[Tio Dolamite]
Yes Hunnie I'm a tell you a story
About the bad ass Eazy-E
He was drinkin' whisky and gin at the age of three
Listen and listen well
He's a bad Muthafu-

[Mãe]
Gimmie that god damn book!
Here let me read you this one
Chrismas in Compton
It was a silent night, yes a holy night
Until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin' right?

[Carolers]
Deck the halls with balls of holy
Fa la la la la la la la la
Tis the season to be jolly....

[Eazy-E]
Merry Chrismas muthafucka!
[Gun Shots]
Merry muthafuckin' Chrismas and a ho ho ho!
While I'm ridin' that cot under the missle toe
Now dashin' through the snow
In a candy right top 6-4
Over the hills I go
Laughin' at this hoe
Nuts on rich and rings
Makin' me feel right
Oh what fun it is to know
That I'm gonna get this pussy tonight
So ring them bells, ring them bells
Shes takin' it all the way
Oh what fun it is to watch her suck my dick this way
Hey ring them bells, ring them bells
Shes takin' it all the way
Oh what fun it is to nut, while she's suckin' my dick
Oh yay!
Tis the season to get busy
Compton crime lick
And I'm smokin' on this stick.

[Santa]
Ho ho ho come sit on my face
I'm mean lap and tell me what you want for Chrismas
Ho ho.

[Menajahtwa]
I want a slay ride
A cd player
A fifty rum
?? and I'm gonna cum
A VCR ?? some porno flicks
Rudolph the red nose reindeer
?? like a everlastin' gobstoper
?? poppa
I dig a ho
Crack a dough
By the nuts oh
?? fuckin' in tha snow
I made him drop to his knees
Yeah you know whats up
I said heres some candy canes eat'em up
?? bonapatite with a condom in a tree.

[?]
All I want for Chrismas is my two front teeth
My two front teeth, my two front teeth
All I want for Chrismas is my two front teeth
Yo wheres ya rhyme tell me buck wheat.

[Buck wheat]
Buck wheat is a waskal
Thats no Chrismas
And all the toys, boys and girls
Fuck ya wishes
I got happy over joy in this muthafucka
No indo under my tree so Santa be a sucka
?? when I was young I was the only kid
Who had enough guts to be
Good ole hearin' on the East
I'd stay awake just to let america know
That Santa was a fake
I used to believe in Saint Dick when Elvis was alive
But all the fuckin' bullshit got played when I was five
Years oh just stay young, bold datin'
Singin' Silent Night Carolin' Recietin'
Now all I want for Chrismas is my indo wreath
I got my two front teeth
Uncle Eazy be the ??
Just spread me a leaf
Little kids don't cry
When you find out the Santa Claus is just a fuckin' lye.

[Eazy-E]
On the third day of Chrismas my homeboys gave to me
Three pounds of indo
Two birds of cocaine
And a A muthafuckin' K bitch.

[?]
Eazy-E oh Eazy-E
Show us how you treat those bitches
I saw mommy fuckin' Eazy-E.

[Eazy-E]
Close the door little bitch
I'm gettin' these draws.

[?]
I'm a tell my daddy if ya ass don't stop.

[Eazy-E]
I don't give a fuck
I'm gettin' chrismas caught
Ho ho ho and away I go.

[?]
Oh Saint Nick got a dick like a ho
Well wheres this ??

[Eazy-E]
Shut the fuck up bitches
And go back to sleep.

[?]
Yo black what you want for Christmas?
Yo black I want a job
?? corn on the cob
But a nigga will eat them chicken, and
Chitlens, watermelon, corn bread and some food
Whos climbin' in my window
Smokin' up indo
My carin' and high make a high know
[A lot of mumblin']
Yo black what you want for Christmas?
Yo black I want some cash
So I can buy some indo, some chronic and some hash.

[?]
A rump pa pump pump
A rump pa pump pump

[Every 1]
Merry Muthafuckin' Chrismas
Merry Muthafuckin' Chrismas
Merry Muthafuckin' Chrismas
And have a fucked up new year [x4]

[Eazy-E]
You Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch!!

[Mãe]
And they all went to prison
And lived fucked up lives ever after
The End

Niggaz My Height Don't Fight

2009-04-30T07:00:00.001-07:00

Gimmie this, gimmie that, gimmie this, gimmie that
Bitch, step back and don't try to jack
"But mister dopeman, dopeman, can I get a hit?"
No, hoe but you can get my duck sick...

But let me finish my story as I was sayin'
I told you lil locs aint playin'
Gotta roll with the bunches
Cant help the travellin' bunches
Now aint that somethin'
Just a case a few niggaz try to trip
Bone-out, put on my skimask
And come back blastin'
Cause niggaz my height don't fight
My name is Eazy-E
You're mothafuckin' right
They must to thought I was a busta
Wearin' your bullet-proof vest
So what's next?
I got my nine fitted up with deadline
And don't let me hit the wetbomb
So watcha wanna do?
The red, white and blue, I got some for you too
Cause it gonna be on when i'm kickin' down my dough
So say hello to my new 44...

I'm a type of nigga...
That smokes mothafuckaz...
That smokes mothafuckaz...
I don't give a fuck fuck...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
I'ma smoke mothafuckaz...
Cause I'm the "E"

So you can kiss my black ass
Fuck the white house, it aint my house
So you can burn the mothafucka down for all I care
Cause t-shirts and khakies is all I wear
I'm from the city where they show no pitty
For a punk ass mark in the park
Blow his brains out, stuck him in the bushes
Take his gat, leave his ass for the rats
And let me hit that cisco, I got a 187 on my pistol
Warrant by the LAPD
Key for puttin' in work out my trade
Because the president never simp
One dumb dog to my residents
I'm goin' crazy like 1980
I need my ends, fuck you, pay me
Or I'ma have to get the strap
My nutty O.G. buddy Big Black
I make you shit in your pants
And shake like jelly
So tell off my homie said hello...

I'm a type of nigga...
That smoke mothafuckaz...
That smoke mothafuckaz...
I don't give a fuck...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
Like it aint no thang...

You cant check a checker
But when you wanna try let me know
I got the strecher on stand-by
Starvin' for a nigga like you
The things is much bigger
Than the trigger
So I can show how to put in work:
The Ruthless-network drive-by experts
Straight outta compton kickin' up dust
The place where guns don't get a change to rust
I warned them and they still approached me
Now I got two more golf-hats for my trophy
I got a brand new trend, it's killin' men
Who is that? That's my little friend...

I don't give a fuck...
I don't give a fuck...
I don't give a fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck...
I don't give a fuck...
I don't give a fuck...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
Like it aint no thang...

Neighborhood Sniper

2009-04-30T06:59:00.001-07:00

[Eazy-E]
First up high on a roof top
Like a bird I'm havin' evil thoughts
A black hood covers my face
And death flows through my mind at it's own pace
Sometimes I feel like a super hero
Urgin' to free my kind
I'm so accurate
I shoot ya heart with a dime
Now I'm back to the moral of my tale
I see a victim, and then my thoughts fail
My minds still fumblin' with the present slavery
I'm here to save you but who's to save me
I hold my strap so long that my palms all wet
I put finger on the fit and then the side a check
I make the kill here's the deal
After the trigger's pulled then the death is sealed
So it's the shots that sing out like a piper
Everyones scared I'm the neighborhood sniper

[Chorus]

[Eazy-E]
So my boy is a snitch
I put my gun up to his head
And simply scared the bitch boo
Being the E ya know I'm thinkin' devious thoughts
Take off ya clothes nigga and here comes a plot
His bitch was scared she made a move I pulled the trigger
Now the room is red
Now there's nothing left but a snitch
Here's a four leaf clover punk make a wish
One [Shot] two [Shot] three strikes your out
This nigga is dead and now I'm lookin' for a window
I made my escape the cops chase
Duckin' to an alley so they don't recognize my face
The boy had to pay the piper
So they all stayin' fair of a neighborhood sniper

[Chorus]

[Eazy-E]
I'm Doin' dirt as I continue my mission
Killin' all fools as an addiction
As a E lovin' the game leavin a shame
And in my heart I feel no muthafuckin' pain
Because my heart is cold as I was told
And my A.K.47 I stand bold
Rippin' up shit with the fury of my gun shot
Pop pop pow as I watch the muthafucka drop
Lovin' the site as the blood spill
Take a photograph, to keep in my hard as I was sayin' calm
And never hyper as I succeed in my mission
I be a neighborhood sniper

[Chorus]

Only If U Want

2009-04-30T06:58:00.003-07:00

[Chorus]
Only if you want it
Yes I really want it
[x4]

[Eazy-E]
Can I get an eye open up
Eazy locin' up
Smokin' up
Much dust like a nut what
Give it up for the real stuff
Shut the what up
Back the shut up what
Hustler from the hood hoe
Hopin' and mud rub
The finishin' touches
Would sure went rubbers
Comin' in bunches
Could serve like lunches
Hold ya horses here's where the source is
Not very tall but never took a short kid
With a clip to claw
Wouldn't draw Mcgraw
I trick a law before all and all I'm raw
A naughty shorty, sporty with a forty
A laddy takin' tours, just to plan an orgy
A nasty critter, any hoe hitter
Hated my babysitter cause she wouldn't let me hit her
Now get up on it, on and on get on it
And I will pump it, only if you want it.

[Chorus]
Only if you want it
Yes I really want it
[x4]

[Eazy-E]
Here's something from the ding dong cause
I really care how long ya been strong grown
Here comes the switch dome chrome
Couldn't hang with the king
Out the rudder but I call for a yes y'all toots
My style is just as fresh as a dusch bush
I face ya fact throw a heck just like woody wooder
And if I left that means I should of booger
Here's a new track, for all the jacks
I'm kickin' it the hardest so gimmie my shoes back
So I live when I step it's the pimp
And I rep so make a right and get left quick
So try to play strong and long gone
The flow is kinda funky but far from Armstrong
Get up on it, on and on get on it
And I will pump it, only if you want it.

[Chorus]
Only if you want it
Yes I really want it
[x4]

[Treach]
Ooooooh a new jack! a new jack!

[Eazy-E]
Kid I swear I saw a puddy cat
Back back smack, here comes a witty black
Endin' in a skull high I'm bout to show why
Eazy's fillin' caps cause my gat's in the low ride
Bang when the gat sneaks, two in the back seat
My homie rides shotgun waitin' to spot one
Duh is a fool who don't ride to slide to a ride
I'm shudder shakin' the place when I start hey
So don't butter, Eazy-E but a park hey
The only thing to flow these now to be fly is a feather
I see the smilin' faces of while they sick
Ya know me better, hard Rodney kid
Gettin' Cali kid, now ya know it boy
Left up in the alley dead
Now get up on it, on and on get on it
And I will pump it, only if you want it.

[Chorus]
Only if you want it
Yes I really want it
[x4]

New Year's Evil

2009-04-30T06:56:00.000-07:00

Hahahah 5150,,,,hahahahah tha home for tha sick hahahahah
But I got something I want everybody to know
Hahahahahahahaha
Hey buddy boy, hey buddy (pisp) (pisp) buddy boy, hey,
You know who you are mutha fucker. hahahahah
You thought I couldnt do it with out ya right, hahahahahah
You stupid mutha fucka, but anyway, buddy, Im Baaaaaaack
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahahahahahaa
EAT A DICK UP MUTHA FUCKA

Eazy-Chapter 8 Verse 10 (B.U.L.L.S.H.I.T.)

2009-04-30T06:54:00.000-07:00

(Alright Go)
This comes from the E Chapter 8 verse 10 and it reads
Its time to put some niggaz in check
When you shoot a gun, hot shells eject
Catch'em they get used as evidence
Only when they get brushed for finger prints
You ask Why am I like this?
Cuz you wanna hear about shit like this
So I tell it, how I know it, Just hope the fuck I dont show it
Niggaz out frontn, lottering and looting.
Lets recreate a drive by shooting
More brothers in a car blocks away
Waiting to spray, shotgun, Mack10 and an AK
They roll thru to a line of nigga's
It was 9 just like tha fuck they figured
Go around tha corner come back real slow
Lights off, cars in neutral, rolln at a snails pace and creepn
Hoping to catch all of them sleepn, a so called gang, drugs and sex (NWA)
Start busting a cap and all tha others jet,3 of'em fall to their doom
Pronounced dead at the scence, with gun shot wounds
3 dead cuz Compton is scanless.
I'd like to tell ya brother, Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust (Amen)
daaaaaaaaa, daaaaaaa, daaaaaaa
(You will now witness tha sound of ??) (We will now pass around tha hat)
(thats good enough) No it aint, you fucked up, you fucked up (its cool) no it aint

I'mma Break It Down

2009-04-30T06:53:00.001-07:00

[Eazy-E]
My eternal jam is the juice of the radio
takin' out profanity so they can play it though
listen to a hell of a kick and the high hat
going to the record store say ya gonna buy
that the E is connected to the A and the Z ya say Y
so that's how the beats stack it up on material made of hits
takin' my time of Eastline to make sure it fit
push play on the instrumental thats recorded
step on stage and I'm suddenly awarded
some sort of track appeared like a plaque
and some hell of a screen from the girls in the back
takin' a bow cause I got style
never at the bottom of the ways on the top of the pile
yo it's Eazy on top even though I'm short
guarenteed to help when I walk on the court
so get up make some noise for the gangsta clap
gonna tip the laugh I'm not a pranksta
I'm serious Dre my sounds so quit playin' around
cause I'mma break it down

[Eazy-E]
Last time I was takin' my time with this
but other suckaz were makin' a rhyme with this
I had to change the tip or make it hyper
but they was rotten, I was gettin' riper
ready to go, like never before
givin' you more because I'm ready to score
Ren is my buddy you can tell I said often
helpin' me destroy the suckaz that's softin'
curin' diseases, my rhyme pleases, throw it a key
balls havin' seasons, this is a doc trim
and I'm locked in, and I made up my mind
and I think I'm gonna rock then
you got beaches chill and I'mma push ya
to freeze after I'll cut ya cause I'mma butcher
and say ya have pricin' and then out ya go
cause a percentage on point bellys are very low
messin' with a gun but once ya get hurt
like a said before ya get rushed to the dirt
I'm not a law man, but I'mma raw man
[M.C. Ren:] "But ya the dopest one I ever saw!"
I keep droppin' it pound for pound
and when I'm on the mic I always throw down
to keep y'all dancin' to my funky sound
so listen cause I'mma break it down

[Eazy-E]
Now look at me and not the poster
and you could see right off I got the most of
the talent, experience or a trade
and complements for the rhyme thats made
talks over today if this one so
pick another artist and dis one
I got the ballet of the chosen vote
cause I don't need water to clear my throat
comin' from the rain the show is like dancin'
nasty like and the girls are like glancin'
wantin' to get wit me this routine
keepin' it sprung still stayin' mean
can ya dis this man I don't think so
once I start writin' the way I let the ink go
comin' out with songs like hit after hit
cause this is legit and yours ain't shit
makin' it sound so dope cause I'm a genius
but your amazed with ya happy to see this
brother go crazy on wax
flowin' away like if I was on a sax
doin' a solo in the shade I'm a spotlight
relax and chill while your up tight
pumpin' up the funky sounds
yo you should know it's kinda persist
that the E is gonna break it down

No More's ?

2009-04-30T06:50:00.001-07:00

[Feminina:] We're sitting here with Eazy E
Believe that
[Female:] How are you doing ?
Allright
[Feminina:] So, Eazy, tell me, how was your life as a youngster ?

[Verse 1: Eazy-E]

Ruthless, my style as a juvenile
Ran with a gang, slanged in the meanwhile
Bankin, I specialized in gankin
whites, Mexicans, brothers and others
Daily, it's all about comin up
Makin sure no punks are runnin up
([Eazy E:] Because I'm a gangster havin fun)
Strapped with a gat when I'm walkin through Compton
Terrible, I never listened to my mother
It went in one ear, and out the other
Ran my gang, sold undercover
Call a girl out a name, yo I ain't no lover
I'm a pimp, mack daddy, lookin for the dollar
At thirteen I bought a six-fo' Impala
Rollin, and runnin from the police
Brother don't you know you can't trust a thief
or thug, convict, hoodlum or criminal
Leave your car open, gank for your stereo
Hard and raw, no regard for the law
([Feminina:] Eazy E, were you ever caught slipping?)
Hell no! Just trippin off 8-ball
And girls ain't nothin but female dogs to me
Bitches! I'm sorry for that verse
It's in my nature, I gotta curse
out anybody gettin on my nerves
You get beat, ganked, broke and served
So... you know who I am
and if you don't like it, I really don't give a damn

[Feminina:] Hmm, I see, so you're rather violent?
Sometimes
[Feminina:] Ok, what would be the situation when you so-called "gank" somebody?

[Verse 3: Eazy-E]

Wait... for some people to leave
I got another trick up my sleeve
Step with pep to the back of the house
Look then... all the lights are out
Grabbed the door and it's locked, so
easily made my way to the window
Lift it up slow, cause it takes timing
Looked around, and then I climbed in
Once inside, I start takin
Cause you know it's no time for shakin
Get what you gonna get, front and center
or get five years for breakin and enter
Move quickly, but no runnin
Shht, I think somebody's comin
Hear the front door key, and I flee
out the back door with a fist full of jewelry
Over the wall... don't fall
Wipe my sweat cause that was a close call
Gettin ganked by the E is a lesson
So... is there any more questions?

[Feminina:] Yes, as a matter of fact, there is...
Have you ever been involved in, like, a armed robbery or a hold-up?
You mean a 211?
[Feminina:] Yeah

[Vers0 3: Eazy-E]

There's a store, but don't point
Walk inside, case the joint
One man behind the counter, another in the back
Go out to the car and load the gat
Grabbed the ski mask, here's the task
Go in broke, come out with cash
([Female:] Were you slick?)
Yeah, you gotta be cunnin
Told Ice Cube to leave the car runnin
Walked in, said: "This is a robbery"
Didn't need the money, it's just a hobby
Fill the bag, homeboy, don't lag
I want money, beer, and a pack of zig-zags
The man in the back had a camera
so he came out to test his stamina
against Eazy E, but he took one
Fell to the floor, so I ran
back to the bucket, then I said: "Punch it"
Took the gun, and then dumped it
I'm not like Robin Hood, cause I want more
Steal from the rich, hang with the poor
My pockets are fat, you see, it don't matter to me
I feel like nobody is badder than me
([Feminina:] Is all that true ?)
I don't lie
You see... I'm not mister nice guy

[Feminina:] Oh, so you're not exactly a role model?
Not exactly
[Feminina:] And for your listeners, what does Eazy think of himself?

[Outro: Eazy-E]

Bad and bold, you can't get with this
Those that tried, you're on my hit list
Can't be caught, sought or fought
thought, and damn so what?
Down and dirty from the C-P-T
N-W-A and Eazy-E
One more, before we end this session
([Feminina:] What's your real name?)
No more questions!

Radio

2009-04-30T06:49:00.001-07:00

[DJ:] This is radio K-EAZY-E. Hi, this is Greg Mac. Mac Attack
And we're gonna go to the phones right now and find out what's
goin' on. Hello, who is this ?
[Guy1:] Yo, what's up ? This is Lorenzo Patterson
[DJ:] Yo man, where you callin' from ?
[Guy1:] I'm callin' from Compton and I wanna hear Eazy E's new record
[DJ:] What's it called man ?
[Guy1:] Yo, it's called "Radio"
[DJ:] We got it, you called the right station. And here it is...

Eazy E rockin' non stop on the radio
with the funky fresh hip hop in stereo
Release some rhymes that you will find demandin'
with Dre's beats that are so outstandin'
I'm gettin' busy if you know what I mean
Always settin' me a mark in the hip hop scene
On the radio the greatest of all times
like Mohammed Ali cause I punch rhymes
So tune your station, and clear all the static
and tell the truth: you didn't know that I had it
in me, to be easy about the situation
So just kick it and listen to the station
playin' my music, it's hard to lose it
It's constantly on request cause you choose it
I'm Eazy E, my rap is strong
and your radio's def when my record's on - [LL Cool J]

[chorus:]

(You wanna know why...because...)
I'm on the...
Radio [echo] - [Chuck D]

[Dr.Dre:] Yeah, ruthless radio is in effect, Dr.Dre and Yella boy is in ya
system. And right about now we got Eazy E and MC Ren in the studio takin'
calls. So give'em a call and ask'em how they're doin'
[ring]
Hello, this is Eazy E. What's your name ?
[Girl1:] Hi, this is Joyce.
I'd like to know if I can have your phone number?
Yes, it's 9-7-6...
[click]

Now I wanna turn up my box, and make much noise
and rock the party and shock all the B-boys
Take on my radio from phono to tuner
I wouldn't have did it, later but sooner
Now I move my antenna to the center
then grab a hold of the handle and (??)
then bust a rhyme, you know I won't quit it
Am I lyin', Ren ? ([MC Ren:] Man, you know you're witty)
Your request is clear, that you're givin'
Without Eazy E you wouldn't be livin'
with me on a top 10, or a mix show
So hit your power button, and let's go
on vacation, with your station
that's playin' live in every location
Blowin' out ya speaker
it won't get weaker
I'll keep rockin' till I hit the peek
And your station is dope E-A-Z-Y
It's on the air, but you axe why
I took out the cursin', and took rehearsin'
I feel dry, you know that I'm thirstin'
to get busy; I don't quit it
and once you hear my cut, I know you're gonna get it
Then bust a rhyme, while you're clappin' your hands
It's Eazy E on the air (rockin' without a band)

[chorus]

[DJ:] You're on the radio, on K-EAZY-E, with Greg Mac. Don't forget to
join us this friday night live, we'll be jammin' it uptown with my
homeboys Eazy E, of course, N.W.A. and the whole Compton posse.
Can't make it out but, hey, stay eazy, and stay it on K-EAZY-E...
with more...radio

Now disc jockeys are playin' me in rotation
hittin' number one spots across the nation
I'm on the charts, you can go list'em
but now listen, I'm on your system
AM or FM, I'm in power
You hear my music once every hour
So listen up to the rhyme and percussion
but do this with no discussion
Eazy's easin' fans I'm pleasin'
Why, I'm on top yo, I got reason
With no profanity, but what can I say
Yo Dre ([Dr. Dre:] What up ?) Do it your way
On the radio you get more looser
Take my word you're a dope producer
We combine to put out hits
but jealous people, they just have fits
cause we get airplay, but we're not thru
Dre, am I serious ? ([Dr. Dre:] Cold word) Well thank you !
People that hear me, they know what I'm sayin'
On the air, I don't be playin'
Just gettin' my point across to the public
Rhymin' on the radio, that's my subject
I can play (rock), but I prefer (hip hop)
It's Eazy E on your radio non stop !

[chorus]

[MC Ren:] Yo, this is MC Ren, can you comprehend ? We're for bite just
like TNT. Yo, what's the time ?
[Girl2:] Hi, my name is Tushie and I'd like to know when I get
paid, motha...
[plop]
[Dr. Dre:] You got ganked...
Hello, you're on the air. What's up ?
[Girls:] Hello, we'd like to speak to that cuty pie DJ speed
[DJ Speed:] Yo, this is DJ speed. What's up ?
[Girls:] The joke's on you, Jack ! Hahaha !
[Dr. Dre:] Hello, you're on the air
[Guy3:] Hey, what's up ? This is Nasty Naz callin' from Seattle
[Dr. Dre:] Hey, what's happenin', homeboy ?
[Guy3:] I'm callin' to be on Eazy E's new record, "Radio"
[Dr. Dre:] Man, you're late. The record is already o...

Eazy-Er Said Then Dunn

2009-04-30T06:48:00.001-07:00

[Dre]
Yo man I don't think they heard you
why don't you tell 'em what ya name is.

[Eazy-E]
My name is Eazy yeah this is true
keepin' your attention is what I'm gonna do
hardcore yo I could never be soft
askin' me my defin' they say the boy goes off
fillin' up my memo with the touch of my rhyme
suckaz stayin' with me cause they know the time
quiet on the set because I'm about to begin
and if you didnt hear me boy I'll tell you again
my name is Eazy or just call me E
but It doesn't really matter to me
cause I'm the same person
whether serious or rehearsin'
I just gotta keep cursin'
this is for the radio so I better chill
they won't play it if I co get ill
but I'm like that and thats an actually fact
because the street is where my heart is at
yo I don't do dope but I'm dope not a dope
but I'm doper than anybody who trys to cope
if the rhyme I'm dispayin'
and the beat thats playin'
yo you could try all day
and you still won't match up with the Ruthless P.O.W.
cause Eazy's doin it Compton style
thats the city and you say you could get some
yo it's Eazy-er Said Than Dunn.

[Chorus]
Wooooooo!
Wooooooo!

[Eazy-E]
Now it's easy for me to get my point across
so listen up close if ya don't ya might get lost
I'm not a role model or a Dr. Seuss yo I'm a gangsta
and I'm about to get stupid
I guess its time for the trama
with the E-A-Z-Y-E comma now thats drama
so pay attention by the way I must mention
I'm comin' off hard in the third demention
with the glare
but you don't need no glasses to stare
it'll probably take you in and it's just like your there
with the E on the gangsta tip
so if you think I'm a flip or slip don't even trip
cause I'm a destroyer
my homie Dre is a doctor not a lawyer
dope mc employer on Ruthless and thats my label
to get the money, the women, and co bust the fat cable's
boy, master rhymers of toys
I mean str8 while ya suckin' with the girls enjoy
you must be sick or ya lonely
how ya gonna diss me if ya don't even know me
([Eazy - E:] Yo Ren)
([M.C. Ren:] What sup)
get the gat show 'em where it's at
and that's just the sound
and next time I'm peelin ya cap
to let ya know where I'm comin' from
Eazy said it and it shall Be Dunn.

[Chorus]
Wooooooo!
Wooooooo!

[Eazy-E]
Radio jams are the part of the cycle
eazy-er said than dunn yeah thats the title
rubbin' the lady's only the fly ones ya know
([M.C. Ren:] but would if she's lucky)
Eazy come Eazy go
don't ask to battle me home boy what's that
you wanna battle me boy ya better be strapped
cause where I'm from it ain't all about that playin'
[gun shots]
now that's what I'm sayin'
Sevy thought that I was born in '73
now everybody want's to know the A-G-E
girls on the tip fellaz too it seemed
had everybody thinkin' I was only 15
the fellaz would annoy me
the ladyz would adore me
and what was I to do
I wishin' nothin' lady's do
cause the ladyz I luv 'em
nice and then soft
I hate male groupies so just step the hell off
I'm the real Eazy cause others be fakin'
tryin' to game fame off the name I'm makin'
sayin' on your records you could get some
yo home boy its Eazy-er Said Than Dunn.

[Chorus]
Wooooooo!
Wooooooo!

We Want Eazy !

2009-04-30T06:47:00.001-07:00

"We want eazy!"
Well, clap ya hands then-come on
Clap ya hands everybody
Clap ya hands, come on, come on
Put ya hands together and clap 'em
Now can y'all say Eazy
Come on, say it

EAZ-Y
Everybody come on,
EAZ-Y...

People from everywhere gather around
Checkin' out the sound that Eazy is throwin' down
With some help from Ren and Dre
Makin' a way with dope style
Yo Eazy, what ya gotta say

A miracle of modern creation
Eazy E's on the set
Hyped up with the bass
And a little bit of what ya love
From a brother who's smooth like a criminal
I mean subliminal
Otherwise known as a villain
Because I'm ruthless
When I spot a sucka, I kill 'em
But most I think know not to deal with me
Yo, it's obvious, tell 'em who you came to see

EAZ-Y...

Yeah 'cuz this is the way I know you like it
So you won't strike it
I took it and I hyped it
And now that it's done, I know ya pleased
At how the E just duz it with ease
Just imagine a crowd screamin', a girl dreamin'
Just to get a picture of me 'n' my B-O-Y-Z
From the H-double-O-D
N.W.A., down with me
Strong 'n' I'm ragin'
Turn the page 'n'
See I'm not a son of a gun
I'm a gauge 'n'
Nuthin' can avoid this shot 'cause it's hittin'
It's so cool when you touch it, wear a mitten
I'm comin' off raw into ya speaker
Makin' the suckas on the street feel weaker
But most I think know not to deal with me
Yo, it's obvious, tell 'em who you came to see

EAZ-Y...

Aw, never, I'm just too clever
So, in fact, that no one can sever
A blow from a maniac and yo, I make it clear
So a register is all I hear
Money overturned, then I jet
To make another hit, for you to go and get
Record stores sold out because you love it
Another example of how Eazy duz it

EAZ-Y
We want Eazy...

Eazy-Duz-It

2009-04-30T06:46:00.001-07:00

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 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 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

[Chorus]
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
Hard to roll wit my bitch jocking 24-7
Rolled them muthafukas, ate 'em up, hit 11
Got 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)

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(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 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 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

[Chorus]

From around the way, born in '73
Harcore 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