Waptrick Easy E - Eazy Duz It Song Lyrics

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

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

    Wit my super duper group coming out to shoot

    Eazy-E, muthafukas cold knocking the 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 smoked his ass (ha ha)

    Chorus

    (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

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