Eazy-E - Impact of A Legend [compilation] (2002)

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RELEASE DATE:	2002-03-26
DURATION:	-
# OF TRACKS:	72
ALBUM TYPE:	컴필레이션, studio
GENRE/STYLE:	랩/힙합
ALSO KNOWN AS:	-
INDEX:	72

INTRODUCTION

연소자이용불가
수입(USA)

TRACKS

Disc 1

A typichal street Corner ass nigga
Once a nigga always a nigga now a public figure, but i still serve a muthafucka if i have too cause i slanging them thangs nigga. i roll deep with the crew oh oh possy nigga's cutting dope murder shit wrote for the EAZ-E fool, fuck with the better ran, still a better man than the next man, and again. i can still put a crown ?? to your dome. pow nigga pow nigga know the bone, jippie ja jee
Ya ass back the fuck on home, say the fuck up the charma crack you just ain't know

My definition of a bitch nigga, aww shit, get pistol with, need to sit down when he piss, cause i beat em treat em fuck em like 1 2 3, the legend of gangsterrap is Eazy-E. still gangsta ruthless, leaving muthafucka's toothless. i was ?? before i do this. a nigga gone, i guess i see you at the crossroads, a nigga with an attitude, my name from last month

I meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123 (x2)

Thats where the streets hits the radio, and give the love like he supposed to, y'all don't wanna death in the studio, another scandel for me i got ??. Raised my 64 11 on the roll, bang, Los Angeles slang, like a double barrel, E ?? in da game. Big ?? ya ass see smoke glower, now fucking with legends Eazy with a weapon, cash is trading killer cross-over, jump in the game, bitches ?? my name, violent reporter the streets out of order. Projects corner and gangster ??, I hit blocks of a double-shot, show my face on the block I give a fuck about a cop. ?? black attitude, nigga fuck you. Stomping niggas ??

I meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123 (x2)

Now what the fuck is with the 1 punk nigga, 2 punk niggas, end em up. And get the bitch ah, whats the fucking black ?? bustah, I was born a pimp, A mac-daddy and a hustler. You can take the nigga of the streets but you cant take the streets out the nigga. Once a nigga still a nigga, fucking hos and not do me, fucking steadily, I fucked your bitch (ahh) cause she was ?? me. Your bitch in heaven but ?? to me, she dropped the dough, She find out I was Eazy. she licked the balls, suck the dick I came heavenly (ooh get me ready E, suck me steadily)

Why these niggas sip and ??. drinking on bitch ??. for the name easy niggas just play, now in my lowrider and this candy-paint. Stay on spot for the glock. Nigga think I aim, I am with a five full of five gangsta was ?? big, paper drill, on the quest for mills. Now everybody say they are thugging, but when the gun blast see niggas running, I leave no witnesses

But niggas always tryna hate and they be always talking shit
But when they sober they all hestitate cause they dont know who they fucking with
?? real gangsta shit and tell your ho get off my dick
Cause we gone finish of the legacy and keep the familys ??

I meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123 (x2)

My definition of a bitch nigga, aww shit, get pistol with, need to sit down when he piss, cause i beat em treat em fuck em like 1 2 3, the legend of gangsterrap is Eazy-E. still gangsta ruthless, leaving muthafucka's toothless. i was ?? before i do this. a nigga gone, i guess i see you at the crossroads, a nigga with an attitude, my name from last month

I meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123 (x2)

Thats where the streets hits the radio, and give the love like he supposed to, y'all don't wanna death in the studio, another scandel for me i got ??. Raised my 64 11 on the roll, bang, Los Angeles slang, like a double barrel, E ?? in da game. Big ?? ya ass see smoke glower, now fucking with legends Eazy with a weapon, cash is trading killer cross-over, jump in the game, bitches ?? my name, violent reporter the streets out of order. Projects corner and gangster ??, I hit blocks of a double-shot, show my face on the block I give a fuck about a cop. ?? black attitude, nigga fuck you. Stomping niggas ??

I meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123 (x2)

Now what the fuck is with the 1 punk nigga, 2 punk niggas, end em up. And get the bitch ah, whats the fucking black ?? bustah, I was born a pimp, A mac-daddy and a hustler. You can take the nigga of the streets but you cant take the streets out the nigga. Once a nigga still a nigga, fucking hos and not do me, fucking steadily, I fucked your bitch (ahh) cause she was ?? me. Your bitch in heaven but ?? to me, she dropped the dough, She find out I was Eazy. she licked the balls, suck the dick I came heavenly (ooh get me ready E, suck me steadily)

Why these niggas sip and ??. drinking on bitch ??. for the name easy niggas just play, now in my lowrider and this candy-paint. Stay on spot for the glock. Nigga think I aim, I am with a five full of five gangsta was ?? big, paper drill, on the quest for mills. Now everybody say they are thugging, but when the gun blast see niggas running, I leave no witnesses

But niggas always tryna hate and they be always talking shit
But when they sober they all hestitate cause they dont know who they fucking with
?? real gangsta shit and tell your ho get off my dick
Cause we gone finish of the legacy and keep the familys ??

I meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123 (x2)

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Cock The 9

Eazy-E

f/ Loco S.A.B, Phalos Mode

* send corrections to the typist

(Eazy-E)

Here's the latest

from the king of badness

I got the shit that makes niggaz wanna flip
G'd up all better wit beanies

Sweatin all the bitches to blow are weanies

Niggaz all getting drunk, and smoking a bum bud

Oh wait here's a punk, pump the trunk

'cause it's a gang of jackers in the front smoking
all the hump, some shit was said about blue and red

but I'm colour blind and I gotta nine

threw up the sign I cock the 9, I cock the 9.

(Loco S.A.B)

Well nigga pop the 9and let it holla

Test drive wit a neighbourhood's scholar
Black Impaler, blue chucks on gettin outta

Sucks on hip hop thugsta get the f**k on

Niggaz looking shifty, do they wanna diss me, lick me

Show me love or peel my cap quickly
My six sense won't let me slip don't puff wit the draggin em
I'm still toe taggin em, hit the spot wit a don still baggin em

It's the low call, S.A.B on the vocal, blast my way out eazy pay

The way, all you bitch niggaz stay out

(Hook) x2

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 ( and everything is fine)

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (*gun shot*)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)

(Phalos Mode)

It's like dice game, dice game niggaz get they roll'on

Everything's all good till niggaz getting sold on

Here we all get together and shoot, f**k

I grab my gun then I picked up my loot

But I didn't lose shit so it's all good
Leavin pumpin Eazy-E "Boyz n the Hood"

'cause I'm a gangsta so I can relate, most of these

Niggaz is fake and tryin to hate

I put a buster in his place, I put one in his face

Obey my first and give him the taste
That's how I duz it, that's how I do it
and the murder weapon that I use you know I threw it

he kept persuading so I had to do it, 'uh' play

for keeps that's the rule of the streets 'uh'.

(Loco S.A.B)
Dick Tracy all on my nuttz like Cagny and Lacy

And don't faze me, Ruthless is the label that pays me

But this one H.K weighs a ton, words are yellow wit

the ??? freaks on a run, bring ya condom in the kingdom

huh ho from the ceilin to the floor, info red at ya window

plus the E go hangin out the beamer tho

drop shit like a seagull, for the people

ho's make a contribution, but y'all don't hear me tho.

(Hook) x2

(Eazy-E)

Tuck ya legs to my dick with the wrap em real tight

Just incase its on and a nigga gotta fight, an a
Nigga gotta bust, but who in the f**k said in god we trust

The shit wen't down everybody start runnin

Bitches screamin and the bullets still comin

Run into a nigga tryin to save mine, reach for my gun ahh shit!!

(Hook) x6

f/ Loco S.A.B, Phalos Mode

* send corrections to the typist

(Eazy-E)

Here's the latest

from the king of badness

I got the shit that makes niggaz wanna flip
G'd up all better wit beanies

Sweatin all the bitches to blow are weanies

Niggaz all getting drunk, and smoking a bum bud

Oh wait here's a punk, pump the trunk

'cause it's a gang of jackers in the front smoking
all the hump, some shit was said about blue and red

but I'm colour blind and I gotta nine

threw up the sign I cock the 9, I cock the 9.

(Loco S.A.B)

Well nigga pop the 9and let it holla

Test drive wit a neighbourhood's scholar
Black Impaler, blue chucks on gettin outta

Sucks on hip hop thugsta get the f**k on

Niggaz looking shifty, do they wanna diss me, lick me

Show me love or peel my cap quickly
My six sense won't let me slip don't puff wit the draggin em
I'm still toe taggin em, hit the spot wit a don still baggin em

It's the low call, S.A.B on the vocal, blast my way out eazy pay

The way, all you bitch niggaz stay out

(Hook) x2

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 ( and everything is fine)

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (*gun shot*)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)

(Phalos Mode)

It's like dice game, dice game niggaz get they roll'on

Everything's all good till niggaz getting sold on

Here we all get together and shoot, f**k

I grab my gun then I picked up my loot

But I didn't lose shit so it's all good
Leavin pumpin Eazy-E "Boyz n the Hood"

'cause I'm a gangsta so I can relate, most of these

Niggaz is fake and tryin to hate

I put a buster in his place, I put one in his face

Obey my first and give him the taste
That's how I duz it, that's how I do it
and the murder weapon that I use you know I threw it

he kept persuading so I had to do it, 'uh' play

for keeps that's the rule of the streets 'uh'.

(Loco S.A.B)
Dick Tracy all on my nuttz like Cagny and Lacy

And don't faze me, Ruthless is the label that pays me

But this one H.K weighs a ton, words are yellow wit

the ??? freaks on a run, bring ya condom in the kingdom

huh ho from the ceilin to the floor, info red at ya window

plus the E go hangin out the beamer tho

drop shit like a seagull, for the people

ho's make a contribution, but y'all don't hear me tho.

(Hook) x2

(Eazy-E)

Tuck ya legs to my dick with the wrap em real tight

Just incase its on and a nigga gotta fight, an a
Nigga gotta bust, but who in the f**k said in god we trust

The shit wen't down everybody start runnin

Bitches screamin and the bullets still comin

Run into a nigga tryin to save mine, reach for my gun ahh shit!!

(Hook) x6

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Switchez

Eazy-E

Feat. Roc Slanga

[Eazy-E]
1,2,3, and to the 4
Eazy muthafuckin' E
With the chrome to your dome
Cruisin' in my '64 rag top
I got a lot of juice
A lot of fuckin' block
Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncin'
More bounce to the ounce
And I'm clownin'
Keep the gat in my lap
Cuz I'm fully strapped
For the car jackers
Fuck no hapsters
I pack a Tech-9
Plus a AK-47
Send a one way ticket to my hell
Or maybe heaven, peep
Nigga I don't sleep
Burry muthafuckas in the concrete
You try creep kinda slow in a Astro
But I peep you niggas out in my left window
So I blast and I blast til I blast no mo
Yo, they call a muthafucka John Doe

[Chorus] x 4
Cuz when I hit that switch I'm bouncin'
More bounce to the ounce
And I'm clownin'

[Roc Slanga]
Be a witness to murda
Niggas bustin' out of a '64 Chevy
Straight callin' my city
Niggas be winnin' and gettin' busy
Wit a tizy
Through my city
Chalk lines hang
Niggas bang
Chevy's swang like it ain't no thang
The gangs bang
So nigga tuck your chain
And try to buck this thang
End up gettin' one stuck in you brain
To refrain from this game of stressin'
Smokin' on water
And fin to bang your daughter
All up in the Best Western
She like the way that my '64 hop
Drop the top
Grab a rock
Now she's givin' me top
Non stop on the all row seat
Like the made me screen
So I two-wayed my nigga Eazy-E

[Chorus] x 4

[Eazy-E]
Old nigga E still cruisin'
Punk stay up on the nuts and the bone
Pussy nigga had beef knocked out of his teeth
The muthafucka should have stayed his ass home
Hey yo peep them bitchez in the Honda
4 deep with the proper ass sounds
Now every time that I meet a fine cute bitch
She got a friend from the fuckin' Dog Pound
Hey yo bitch
Here's the seven digits
Call me if you can
Only if you want it
Let a nigga know
Can I dig like a minor, 49er
Diggin' for gold from behind her
Watch this nigga do some diggin'
Pop that pussy on a platter
Watch this nigga do some diggin'
It's so tight it doesn't matter
YO!

[Chorus] x 4

[Hook]
Hit them swithez [hit them swithez]
Hit them swithez [come on nigga]
Hit the swithez [make that shit bounce man]
Make it bounce [make it bounce homie]
Hit them swithez [man come on homie]
Hit them swithez [make that shit bounce homie]
Hit the swithez [three wheel motion]
Make it bounce [say what]

[Chorus] x 8

[Roc Slanga]
That's right nigga
We back
That real gangsta shit
From on of the realest niggas in this game
You know his name nigga
[laughs]

Feat. Roc Slanga

[Eazy-E]
1,2,3, and to the 4
Eazy muthafuckin' E 
With the chrome to your dome
Cruisin' in my '64 rag top
I got a lot of juice
A lot of fuckin' block
Now when I hit that switch I'm bouncin'
More bounce to the ounce
And I'm clownin'
Keep the gat in my lap
Cuz I'm fully strapped
For the car jackers
Fuck no hapsters
I pack a Tech-9
Plus a AK-47
Send a one way ticket to my hell
Or maybe heaven, peep
Nigga I don't sleep
Burry muthafuckas in the concrete
You try creep kinda slow in a Astro
But I peep you niggas out in my left window
So I blast and I blast til I blast no mo
Yo, they call a muthafucka John Doe

[Chorus] x 4
Cuz when I hit that switch I'm bouncin'
More bounce to the ounce
And I'm clownin'

[Roc Slanga]
Be a witness to murda
Niggas bustin' out of a '64 Chevy
Straight callin' my city
Niggas be winnin' and gettin' busy
Wit a tizy
Through my city
Chalk lines hang
Niggas bang
Chevy's swang like it ain't no thang
The gangs bang
So nigga tuck your chain
And try to buck this thang
End up gettin' one stuck in you brain
To refrain from this game of stressin'
Smokin' on water
And fin to bang your daughter
All up in the Best Western
She like the way that my '64 hop
Drop the top
Grab a rock
Now she's givin' me top
Non stop on the all row seat
Like the made me screen
So I two-wayed my nigga Eazy-E

[Chorus] x 4

[Eazy-E]
Old nigga E still cruisin'
Punk stay up on the nuts and the bone
Pussy nigga had beef knocked out of his teeth
The muthafucka should have stayed his ass home
Hey yo peep them bitchez in the Honda
4 deep with the proper ass sounds
Now every time that I meet a fine cute bitch
She got a friend from the fuckin' Dog Pound
Hey yo bitch
Here's the seven digits
Call me if you can
Only if you want it
Let a nigga know
Can I dig like a minor, 49er
Diggin' for gold from behind her
Watch this nigga do some diggin'
Pop that pussy on a platter
Watch this nigga do some diggin'
It's so tight it doesn't matter
YO!

[Chorus] x 4

[Hook]
Hit them swithez [hit them swithez]
Hit them swithez [come on nigga]
Hit the swithez [make that shit bounce man]
Make it bounce [make it bounce homie]
Hit them swithez [man come on homie]
Hit them swithez [make that shit bounce homie]
Hit the swithez [three wheel motion]
Make it bounce [say what]

[Chorus] x 8

[Roc Slanga]
That's right nigga
We back
That real gangsta shit
From on of the realest niggas in this game
You know his name nigga
[laughs]

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Chorus: X2
The saga continues right before your eyes
The saga continues cause its do or die
The saga continues right before your eyes
You know why? (why?)
Cause I'm ruthless for life

Nigga ten years passed and we still up in that ass
Will I make it or continue and
Look at all the s**t you in
Eazy does it like happy like the s**t we used to do
5 niggaz comin' out the C-P-T so f**k you
Time changed for the good
Niggaz in the hood be comin' up feel it
Can you set it off, for again, you know you should
Yo let's that this s**t back
To 1989
Where this nigga shoot and bust and niggaz know they couldn't find
Dream Team lovers
Egyptian fan base
Feelin' on the scene, all the fools got erased
Threw a mothaf**kin' monkey wrench up in the rap game
Since I hooked up with E, s**t ain't ever been the same
Opened up doors for the niggaz that be thinkin
That your flows be on tizight
Bitin' what I wrizite
Jokin' when I recite
Feelin' manuscripts
When I MC, if it ain't rough it ain't me

Chorus X2

Yo mothaf**kin' G'z, nigga like Eric Wright
You can floss for your b***h, but you know this s**t is tight
Cause when y'all niggaz started rappin', who'd you try and be?
I'ma slap you cause you lying, if you don't be sayin' me
Or the other 3, that the FBI be phone tappin'
Shoot the government before you niggaz started rappin'

Now its ? city, I gotta bomb it like Iraq
Use my alias, spend my nights at the shack
Ruthless attack all the way to two thou
Try to block it out, but you never knew how
And when I walk through the crowd
I'm seeing mothaf**ka's bread
I hear their b***hes sayin' ask MC Ren
Makin' fools sway when I roll to King Tet's
Because I started cussin' all you fools gettin' checks
Ruthless for life, see that be my state of mind
Y'all can kiss my black ass one more time

Chorus X2

I run a hundred miles just so I can MC
Villian want that bomb so I get with L.T.
Ain't nothin' changed
We find 'em, f**k 'em, then flee
While you hatin', pillow talkin', with that b***h, she want me
Niggaz weed crazy, Dre and Snoop turned you out
Now y'all cristal sippin', y'all niggaz be trippin'
Make the West look like ass, all full of s**t
Invest in drug money, s**t, still gettin' in
What it take for y'all quit
Ruthless got it on lock
Y'all shootin' videos tryin' to look like Pac
Here we come, here we come, blowin' up your spot
My little brother Jubee and the big homie Rock
Full circle, all this s**t gon' repeat
When this s**t drop, niggaz clownin' in the streets
The saga continues right before your eyes
Who really gives a f**k?
Cause this is ruthless for life

Chorus till end

Chorus: X2
The saga continues right before your eyes
The saga continues cause its do or die
The saga continues right before your eyes
You know why? (why?)
Cause I'm ruthless for life

Nigga ten years passed and we still up in that ass
Will I make it or continue and
Look at all the s**t you in
Eazy does it like happy like the s**t we used to do
5 niggaz comin' out the C-P-T so f**k you
Time changed for the good
Niggaz in the hood be comin' up feel it
Can you set it off, for again, you know you should
Yo let's that this s**t back
To 1989
Where this nigga shoot and bust and niggaz know they couldn't find
Dream Team lovers
Egyptian fan base
Feelin' on the scene, all the fools got erased
Threw a mothaf**kin' monkey wrench up in the rap game
Since I hooked up with E, s**t ain't ever been the same
Opened up doors for the niggaz that be thinkin
That your flows be on tizight
Bitin' what I wrizite
Jokin' when I recite
Feelin' manuscripts
When I MC, if it ain't rough it ain't me

Chorus X2

Yo mothaf**kin' G'z, nigga like Eric Wright
You can floss for your b***h, but you know this s**t is tight
Cause when y'all niggaz started rappin', who'd you try and be?
I'ma slap you cause you lying, if you don't be sayin' me
Or the other 3, that the FBI be phone tappin'
Shoot the government before you niggaz started rappin'

Now its ? city, I gotta bomb it like Iraq
Use my alias, spend my nights at the shack
Ruthless attack all the way to two thou
Try to block it out, but you never knew how
And when I walk through the crowd
I'm seeing mothaf**ka's bread
I hear their b***hes sayin' ask MC Ren
Makin' fools sway when I roll to King Tet's
Because I started cussin' all you fools gettin' checks
Ruthless for life, see that be my state of mind
Y'all can kiss my black ass one more time

Chorus X2

I run a hundred miles just so I can MC
Villian want that bomb so I get with L.T.
Ain't nothin' changed
We find 'em, f**k 'em, then flee
While you hatin', pillow talkin', with that b***h, she want me
Niggaz weed crazy, Dre and Snoop turned you out
Now y'all cristal sippin', y'all niggaz be trippin'
Make the West look like ass, all full of s**t
Invest in drug money, s**t, still gettin' in
What it take for y'all quit
Ruthless got it on lock
Y'all shootin' videos tryin' to look like Pac
Here we come, here we come, blowin' up your spot
My little brother Jubee and the big homie Rock
Full circle, all this s**t gon' repeat
When this s**t drop, niggaz clownin' in the streets
The saga continues right before your eyes
Who really gives a f**k?
Cause this is ruthless for life

Chorus till end

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Disc 3

Good evening, and welcome to eazy's playhouse,
You stupid muthafuckaaaaaa!

[a low bass metal voice .. ]

Now that you got the album,
What the fuck are you gonna do with it,
Bitch bitch bitch bitch ...

Eazily i aproach, the microphone because i ain't no joke
Tell your momma to get off of my tip
I have no time to give her my dick
I'm gonna hold it
And walk around the stage and
If you fuck up i'm goin' to get my gage and
Unload the barrel and lough
Cuz i'm puttin' led in your mothafuckin' ass
Psychopathic, but the ho's are attracted
Because when i'm on hard my dick's at least a yard
In the days of old i was a nut
Now i need at least 3 ho's when i fuck
Cuz i do a check, nut 1 nut 2
Then i save my nut for when there's nothin' else to do
You're used to the crew, bitch
Cuz i would never quit
As soon as you think that's it i'm still talkin' shit

-=- cut -=-

I told you that nigga was crazy
E boy, that's my boy, godamnit

-=- cut -=-

I got a fable that you need to listen to
It's a funky little rhyme about a bitch or a two
One sharone and the other one shine
I want to nut but which one do i want?
Shine said eazy let me fuck you blind
And sharon said e i want to blow your mind
I said fuck it, i know what should be done
Just pull your panties down and i'll fuck the biggest one
And then i get the other pussy put it in the freezer
So i can always have a on-hold skeezer
Get out to tick it, i do it like that
So i told the ho's to take a big step back
Took the zipper down, i'z wide and said
Here's what i'm gonna put inside
Grab it like a rabbit, grab it let's wreck it
But i won't love you,
When i'm done i'd still be talkin' shit ...

-=- cut -=-

That boy'z good
Yeah that boy's good
That mothafucka'z talkin' all kinds of shit
I used to get pussy like eazy here and every day
You're mothafuckin' lyin'
How you know i'm mothafuckin' lyin'?
You're lyin', your dick can't get hard ..
Oh, suck my dick mothafucka
Nigga you lied
Who you're talkin' to..?
...

-=- cut -=-

Dre : wait a minute, wait a minute, cut that shit,
Hey yo yella boy! let's rewind it!

-=- cut -=-

Niggaz don't see i'm a 100% legit
And you know it ain't about all that bullshit
It's about fuckin' this bitch and that bitch
But not the bitch with the 7 day itch, like that ho'
Just throwin' me the pussy
She says she wants to do it like a doggy
She's bad, nobody is badder
But she got more crabs than a seafood platter
Bitch on the gang move, to skizz me
Just to say "i got fucked by eazy"
So i slapped the ho' like a pimp
I might be a women-beater but i'm not a pussy-eater
So when the shit hits the fan it's outta my mouth
You don't like what i'm talkin' about
All of ya'll can just suck my dick
You can quote me now cuz i'm still talkin' shit ..

-=- cut -=-

The boy's good, i told you the boy's good
The nigga has talent
You don't know a damn thing
Yeah, i like that part, bring that shit back one more time, maestro
I can do the bagaloo
That old shit did'nt play out in 1967 ...
Hey fuck you, fuck you ..

Good evening, and welcome to eazy's playhouse,
You stupid muthafuckaaaaaa!

[a low bass metal voice .. ]

Now that you got the album,
What the fuck are you gonna do with it,
Bitch bitch bitch bitch ...

Eazily i aproach, the microphone because i ain't no joke
Tell your momma to get off of my tip
I have no time to give her my dick
I'm gonna hold it
And walk around the stage and
If you fuck up i'm goin' to get my gage and
Unload the barrel and lough
Cuz i'm puttin' led in your mothafuckin' ass
Psychopathic, but the ho's are attracted
Because when i'm on hard my dick's at least a yard
In the days of old i was a nut
Now i need at least 3 ho's when i fuck
Cuz i do a check, nut 1 nut 2
Then i save my nut for when there's nothin' else to do
You're used to the crew, bitch
Cuz i would never quit
As soon as you think that's it i'm still talkin' shit

-=- cut -=-

I told you that nigga was crazy
E boy, that's my boy, godamnit

-=- cut -=-

I got a fable that you need to listen to
It's a funky little rhyme about a bitch or a two
One sharone and the other one shine
I want to nut but which one do i want?
Shine said eazy let me fuck you blind
And sharon said e i want to blow your mind
I said fuck it, i know what should be done
Just pull your panties down and i'll fuck the biggest one
And then i get the other pussy put it in the freezer
So i can always have a on-hold skeezer
Get out to tick it, i do it like that
So i told the ho's to take a big step back
Took the zipper down, i'z wide and said
Here's what i'm gonna put inside
Grab it like a rabbit, grab it let's wreck it
But i won't love you,
When i'm done i'd still be talkin' shit ...

-=- cut -=-

That boy'z good
Yeah that boy's good
That mothafucka'z talkin' all kinds of shit
I used to get pussy like eazy here and every day
You're mothafuckin' lyin'
How you know i'm mothafuckin' lyin'?
You're lyin', your dick can't get hard ..
Oh, suck my dick mothafucka
Nigga you lied
Who you're talkin' to..?
...

-=- cut -=-

Dre : wait a minute, wait a minute, cut that shit,
Hey yo yella boy! let's rewind it!

-=- cut -=-

Niggaz don't see i'm a 100% legit
And you know it ain't about all that bullshit
It's about fuckin' this bitch and that bitch
But not the bitch with the 7 day itch, like that ho'
Just throwin' me the pussy
She says she wants to do it like a doggy
She's bad, nobody is badder
But she got more crabs than a seafood platter
Bitch on the gang move, to skizz me
Just to say "i got fucked by eazy"
So i slapped the ho' like a pimp
I might be a women-beater but i'm not a pussy-eater
So when the shit hits the fan it's outta my mouth
You don't like what i'm talkin' about
All of ya'll can just suck my dick
You can quote me now cuz i'm still talkin' shit ..

-=- cut -=-

The boy's good, i told you the boy's good
The nigga has talent
You don't know a damn thing
Yeah, i like that part, bring that shit back one more time, maestro
I can do the bagaloo
That old shit did'nt play out in 1967 ...
Hey fuck you, fuck you ..

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Nobody Move

Eazy-E

Yo Ren, you're ready to go get this move?
[Believe that, boy]
You're strapped?
[Yeah, you know it]
Let's go do this, man, I got it all planned out
[Yeah, shoot any motherfucker that moves]
*pow*
["Alright everybody..."]
This is a stick-up, everybody get face-down
Ren, gag their mouths so they can't make a sound
Tie em up for the fact that I'm kickin ass
I got my hand on my gat, and I'm tempted to blast
My name is Eazy, but I go the hard way out
This ain't personal, but now I'm about
to commit a crime and go thru with it
You know what, no need for shakin, because I'm used to it
Take out the security guard with a slap of my hand
Yeah, he's wearin' a badge, but he's a ol ass man
Pump his ass in the head, and take his gun
so me and the punk can go one on one
Cover the lens on the TV screen
you know, so me and my gang just can't be seen
Lock the doors, and throw away the key
Close the blinds, so no motherfuckers can see
and smile, you know, cause I'm controllin the shit
and no sucker ass nigga's gonna stop the hit
Wardrobes and locs, and a Ruthless shirt
That means I'm ready to work, and rush a fool to the dirt, so
Chorus:
["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow*
(repeat 4X)
[Alright, anybody move and I'll blow your fuckin head off]
Allright...
Empty your pockets, but do it slow
Take everything you got and lay it on the fuckin floor
Don't make me have to set an example today
and blow one of you crazy motherfuckers away
I'm in a bank, and it's a little bit funny
takin all you stupid motherfuckers' money
Peepin at a bitch cause my dick's on hard
Laughin at the dumb ass security guard
who's tied up for the moment, not sayin' a word
I should have known it before, the motherfucker's a nerd
But back to the bitches I'm peepin
and then untie the hoe, so I can start creepin
Took her to the backroom, about to jack
Cold trailed the bitch, with a gun in the back
I said: "Lay down, and unbutton your bra!"
There was the biggest titties that a nigga ever saw
I said: "Damn", then the air got thinner
Only thought in my mind, was goin' up in her
The suspense was makin' me sick
She took her panties down and the bitch had a dick!
I said: "Damn", dropped the gat from my hand
[What I thought was a bitch, was nothing but a man]
Put the gat to his legs, all the way up his skirt
because this is one faggot that I had to hurt, so
[Chorus]
[I said get down. I want you all face-down on the floor
Anybody moves and I shoot]
Stackin up the money and there's more to collect
cause I don't give a fuck, I take traveler's checks
Yo, Ren, peep out the window, and tell me what you see
[Three motherfuckin police starin at me; what to do now?]
Hurry up and get on
Allright, tell me, who is the motherfuckin alarm?
I'm a give ya a chance, and count to three
or else five of ya bitches are comin with me
[Police: Allright, Allright, come out niggaz, or we're coming in
This is the only chance to turn yourself in]
Fuck you! We got hostages, and plenty of loot
and don't give a damn and not afraid to shoot
We're sendin out the hostages, all except five
and if you don't meet our demands, they won't stay alive
We want a copter, so we can get away clean
and take some pussy along, if you know what I mean
One hostage got brave, and got off the floor
but I smoked his ass before he got to the door
[Police: They shot a hostage, they shot a hostage!]
[MC Ren: You stupid motherfucker tryin' to run
now you're dead as fuck tryin' to race a gun]
[Police: Allright, this is the last chance to get off your ass
or else the tear gas is about to blast]
I ran to the back and Ren followed behind
to a hell of a spot that was hard to find
The bank was fucked up, the shit was smokin
with screamin hostages, runnin and chokin
Gettin away, but I was suddenly stopped
at point blank range, by a motherfuckin cop
And I hope they don't think that a lesson was taught
cause a nigga like the E was finally caught
My gat wouldn't fire, the shit wouldn't work
So, y'all know what time it is
Chorus
[Police: Well I'm giving you five seconds to let us thru the gate or
I'm gonna shoot two of your guards]
[Hehe, they got me once, but they'll never get me again]

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Ruthless Villain

Eazy-E

MC-Ren : "Yo Dre, how much time we got left on ths tape?"
Dre : "About a couple of minutes."
MC-Ren : "Well let me bust a freestyle then."
Dre : "Awright, go ahead."
[MC-Ren]
Ruthless gangsta, definition villain,
Leave your shit unlocked and he's stealin',
So call tha police cause that's all you could do but,
He'll get away without leavin' a clue.
Dre : "Wait a minute, wait a minute, cut this shit. Eh yo Yella boy
why don't you rewind it.Hey
man you gotta get more hyped up tonight!"
MC-Ren : "Damn, why don't you pump this shit up so it could fuck up my
eardrums a little bit!"
Dre : "Allright bet."
[MC-Ren]
Ruthless gangsta, definition villain,
Leave your shit unlocked and he's stealin',
So call tha police cause that's all you could do but,
He'll get away without leavin' a clue.
Keepin' shit in control like the neighboorhood chief but,
Referred to as a walking thief,
They say he's a bad influence for the kids on the block,
Why the fuck they blamin' him,
He's the one that they jock.
Keepin' niggaz in line,
Whoever fucks with his rhyme,
And before you fuck with him,
You gotta fuck with his nine.
Not scared to pull the trigger on a punk ass nigga,
(A nigga)He could whoop his ass cause he's bigger.
Size don't mean shit,
He's from the old school fool,
He's a villain from the streets,
And he's supposed to rule,
Not sayin' he's in shit,
But he's down for mine,
He was put on the streets to keep niggaz in line.
Never givin' a fuck,
[huh?]
Because I know that he's a nigga that you want to be.
He can't help it he's in shit,
But he don't hold shit back,
He's a gangsta in black,
And he's about to attack.
[Eazy-E]
Cause I'm a ruthless villain,
Cold tearin' shit up,
Don't come on my face,
Pumpin' no kind of junk,
Eazy-E's in control,
And if you press your luck,
I'll smoke you like that,
And won't give a fuck.
"Nickname Eazy-E...Ol' 8-Ball junkie!"
[MC-Ren]
Ruthless gangsta, definition villain,
You can lock up yo' shit,
He's Still Stealin',
Gettin' respect,
Cause the boy kicks butt,
But the real meaning is,
He don't give a fuck,
It's Eazy-E in the crowd,
But he's not in the 4,
I tell his money flow,
As he collects from his ho',
All expenses paid,
For the rhymes that he made,
Got the trophys in the house,
For the girls that he laid.
Not a wimp he's a pimp,
Now of course he's the boss,
So keep your bitch out his face,
Or else she's gonna get tossed.
The hard to be fucked with,
The boy got heart,
Wanna fuck with him,
He'll Rip your head apart.
Gangsta Gangsta,
That's what they yellin'
But him with his gangsta stroll,
He keeps bailin'.
Wherever he goes,
There's no discussion but silence.
They say that he's the one,
Promotin' gang violence,
That's a lie just a critic,
All that whack bullshit,
So let me tell you motherfuckers,
Who you fuckin' with,
[Eazy-E]
Cause I'm a ruthless villain,
Cold tearin' shit up,
Don't come on my face,
Pumpin' no kind of junk,
Eazy-E's in control,
And if you press your luck,
I'll smoke you like that,
And won't give a fuck.
Eazy-E : "Yo Ren?"
MC-Ren : "What's up?"
Eazy-E : "Let's get the fuck outta here!"

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2 Hard Mutha's

Eazy-E

[Eazy-E]
Yo Dre where's the goddamn drum machine?

[Dre]
Aw shit I left the muthafucka with Poog

[Eazy-E]
You dumb muthafucka
what the fuck we gonna do now?

[Yella]
Hey, man I got some drums in the back

[Dre]
Man what the fuck is he talkin' bout

[M.C. Ren]
Yo does it look like we can play some fuckin' drums?

[Yella]
Man I can play the drums

[Everyone except Yella]
Bullshit!

[Yella]
Man I used to fuck it up at Compton

[Arguin']

[M.C. Ren]
Give this nigga some sticks....
Yo Fuck it up Yella

[M.C. Ren]
Yo were two hard muthafuckaz
takin' out any punk ass suckaz
can you believe this or so be frightened
were strong as fuck, with the power of a titan
settin' a mark of destruction get it
so don't front, and say you ain't with it
you wanna rumble with us you can't hang
cause were something like a two man gang
start some shit is what we do best
scared by the suckaz say fuck the rest
so yo Eazy bust it and shoot to kill
and tell these stupid muthafuckaz the deal

[Eazy-E]
I look you dead in the eye and I spit
tell you to your face punk you ain't shit
I don't give a goddamn about feelin's
I'm just as a happy as long as I'm killin'
a 187 is in progress nigga
just as soon as I pull this trigger
automatic heavily I start firin'
and the kids on the block
I'm the one there admirin'
a bad mouth nigga on the violent tip
I catch you talkin' some shit
and I'mma bust your lip
now who you gonna tell that I'm makin' ya soft
the police ain't shit cause I pay 'em off
I move slow always ready to go so fuck it
and bitches on my dick they know they can suck it
I'm a hard head, always havin' a fit
when I'm not allowed to tear up shit

[Eazy-E & M.C. Ren]
I'm a hard muthafucka

[Chorus]
2 Hard Muthafuckaz! [x4]

[M.C. Ren]
Now look at me I'm a crazed bitch
with a case to a profanity pitch
Ren is a nigga that don't give a fuck
to pussy ass fool tryin' to press his luck
I'm ready to scrap that's if your ready to go
I take you out goin' toe to toe
E saw the conversion and hit you from the back
while you gettin' fucked by a ruthless jack
critical condition is what you recieved
thinkin' up some back up to go on retrieve
but Eazy tell what would happen my man
[Eazy-E:] "they would get fucked up by a ruthless clan"
so it's simple we don't give a fuck right
so you and ya boys can get the fuck out my site
I'm on tilt with class gettin' ready to blast
cause I'm a hard muthafucka

[Chorus]
2 Hard Muthafuckaz! [x4]

[Eazy-E]
Eazy and Ren is fuckin' it up again
schemin' up a plot before we begin
cause niggaz like to stare like a bitch sometimes
they say how can them niggaz have some a hell of a rhyme

[M.C. Ren]
It's simple tell 'em what we mean
when the two baddest muthafuckaz step on the scene

[Eazy-E]
Now this is some shit

[M.C. Ren]
Yo what are you sayin'

[Eazy-E]
you stupid muthafuckaz they think I'm playin'
talkin' all kinda shit of shit but I'm crackin' it up
I can afford to laugh cause I'm backin' it up
I'm not a busta I'm more like a hitman
so if you don't wanna throw then you can get down
you don't like the fuck away from me
so you can stop the shit, tryin' to fuck the E

[M.C. Ren]
You heard what he said
it's the truth so whats up
so if you want me to go then I'mma bout to nut up
the 2 baddest muthafuckaz alive
so I don't think you and your boys can survive
you gotta girl, well if she's good to go
I bet me and E already fucked the hoe
a train was in effect and your bitch was rott
by a hell of a nigga that was hard to stop

[Eazy-E]
Yo Ren lets jet lets get the fuck on out

[M.C. Ren]
because everybody knows what where talkin' about

[Eazy-E & M.C. Ren]
Where two hard muthafuckaz!

[Chorus]
2 Hard Muthafuckaz! (x4)

[Eazy-E]
Yo Dre where's the goddamn drum machine?

[Dre]
Aw shit I left the muthafucka with Poog

[Eazy-E]
You dumb muthafucka 
what the fuck we gonna do now?

[Yella]
Hey, man I got some drums in the back

[Dre]
Man what the fuck is he talkin' bout

[M.C. Ren]
Yo does it look like we can play some fuckin' drums?

[Yella]
Man I can play the drums

[Everyone except Yella]
Bullshit!

[Yella]
Man I used to fuck it up at Compton

[Arguin']

[M.C. Ren]
Give this nigga some sticks....
Yo Fuck it up Yella

[M.C. Ren]
Yo were two hard muthafuckaz
takin' out any punk ass suckaz
can you believe this or so be frightened
were strong as fuck, with the power of a titan
settin' a mark of destruction get it
so don't front, and say you ain't with it
you wanna rumble with us you can't hang
cause were something like a two man gang
start some shit is what we do best
scared by the suckaz say fuck the rest
so yo Eazy bust it and shoot to kill
and tell these stupid muthafuckaz the deal

[Eazy-E]
I look you dead in the eye and I spit
tell you to your face punk you ain't shit
I don't give a goddamn about feelin's
I'm just as a happy as long as I'm killin'
a 187 is in progress nigga
just as soon as I pull this trigger
automatic heavily I start firin'
and the kids on the block 
I'm the one there admirin'
a bad mouth nigga on the violent tip
I catch you talkin' some shit
and I'mma bust your lip
now who you gonna tell that I'm makin' ya soft
the police ain't shit cause I pay 'em off
I move slow always ready to go so fuck it
and bitches on my dick they know they can suck it
I'm a hard head, always havin' a fit
when I'm not allowed to tear up shit

[Eazy-E & M.C. Ren]
I'm a hard muthafucka

[Chorus]
2 Hard Muthafuckaz! [x4]

[M.C. Ren]
Now look at me I'm a crazed bitch
with a case to a profanity pitch
Ren is a nigga that don't give a fuck
to pussy ass fool tryin' to press his luck
I'm ready to scrap that's if your ready to go
I take you out goin' toe to toe
E saw the conversion and hit you from the back
while you gettin' fucked by a ruthless jack
critical condition is what you recieved
thinkin' up some back up to go on retrieve
but Eazy tell what would happen my man
[Eazy-E:] "they would get fucked up by a ruthless clan"
so it's simple we don't give a fuck right
so you and ya boys can get the fuck out my site
I'm on tilt with class gettin' ready to blast
cause I'm a hard muthafucka

[Chorus]
2 Hard Muthafuckaz! [x4]

[Eazy-E]
Eazy and Ren is fuckin' it up again
schemin' up a plot before we begin
cause niggaz like to stare like a bitch sometimes
they say how can them niggaz have some a hell of a rhyme

[M.C. Ren]
It's simple tell 'em what we mean
when the two baddest muthafuckaz step on the scene

[Eazy-E]
Now this is some shit

[M.C. Ren]
Yo what are you sayin'

[Eazy-E]
you stupid muthafuckaz they think I'm playin'
talkin' all kinda shit of shit but I'm crackin' it up
I can afford to laugh cause I'm backin' it up
I'm not a busta I'm more like a hitman
so if you don't wanna throw then you can get down
you don't like the fuck away from me
so you can stop the shit, tryin' to fuck the E

[M.C. Ren]
You heard what he said 
it's the truth so whats up
so if you want me to go then I'mma bout to nut up
the 2 baddest muthafuckaz alive
so I don't think you and your boys can survive
you gotta girl, well if she's good to go
I bet me and E already fucked the hoe
a train was in effect and your bitch was rott
by a hell of a nigga that was hard to stop

[Eazy-E]
Yo Ren lets jet lets get the fuck on out

[M.C. Ren]
because everybody knows what where talkin' about

[Eazy-E & M.C. Ren]
Where two hard muthafuckaz!

[Chorus]
2 Hard Muthafuckaz! (x4)

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The Boyz-n-the-hood (Remix)

Eazy-E

Eazy-duz-it

Eazy-E

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)

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

(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)

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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We Want Eazy

Eazy-E

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
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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

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We want Eazy...

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Eazy-er Said Than Dunn

Eazy-E

Yo man I don't think they heard you
Why don't you tell 'em what ya name is

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 didn't 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 could get ill
But I'm like that and that's 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 that's 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
That's the city and you say you could get some
Yo it's eazy-er said than dunn.

[Chorus:]
Wooooooo!
Wooooooo!

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-why-e comma now that's 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 that's my label
To get the money, the women, and co bust the fat cable's
Boy, master rhymers of toys
I mean straight 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

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:]

Radio jams are the part of the cycle
Eazy-er said than dunn yeah that's 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 want to 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 fifteen
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:]

Yo man I don't think they heard you
Why don't you tell 'em what ya name is

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 didn't 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 could get ill
But I'm like that and that's 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 that's 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
That's the city and you say you could get some
Yo it's eazy-er said than dunn.

[Chorus:]
Wooooooo!
Wooooooo!

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-why-e comma now that's 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 that's my label
To get the money, the women, and co bust the fat cable's
Boy, master rhymers of toys
I mean straight 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

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:]

Radio jams are the part of the cycle
Eazy-er said than dunn yeah that's 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 want to 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 fifteen
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:]

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Radio

Eazy-E

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 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...]

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10.

No More ?'s

Eazy-E

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

[Verse One: 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
([Female:] 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

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

[Verse Two: 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?

[Female:] 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?
[Female:] Yeah

[Verse Three: 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
([Female:] Is all that true ?)
I don't lie
You see... I'm not mister nice guy

[Female:] Oh, so you're not exactly a role model?
Not exactly
[Female:] 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
([Female:] What's your real name?)
No more questions!

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

[Verse One: 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
([Female:] 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

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

[Verse Two: 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?

[Female:] 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?
[Female:] Yeah

[Verse Three: 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
([Female:] Is all that true ?)
I don't lie
You see... I'm not mister nice guy

[Female:] Oh, so you're not exactly a role model?
Not exactly
[Female:] 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
([Female:] What's your real name?)
No more questions!

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11.

I'mma Break It Down

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

[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

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12.

Eazy-chapter 8 Verse 10 [B.U.L.L.S.H.I.T.]

Eazy-E

(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?
'cause 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 'cause 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

13.

14.

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

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]

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 new 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]

Ooooooh a new jack! a new jack!

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]

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

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]

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 new 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]

Ooooooh a new jack! a new jack!

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]

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15.

Neighborhood Sniper

Eazy-E

[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]

[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]

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16.

Niggaz My Height Don't Fight

Eazy-E

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 ain't playin'
Gotta roll with the bunches
can't help the travellin' bunches
Now ain't 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 want to 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 ain't 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 ain't no thang...

You can't check a checker
But when you want to 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 ain't no thang...

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 ain't playin'
Gotta roll with the bunches
can't help the travellin' bunches
Now ain't 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 want to 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 ain't 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 ain't no thang...

You can't check a checker
But when you want to 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 ain't no thang...

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17.

Merry Muthafucking Xmas

Eazy-E

18.

Extra Special Thankz

Eazy-E

19.

Real Muthaphuckkin G's

Eazy-E

[Intro: loud booming voice that echoes]
Comp-ton.. Comp-ton.. Comp-ton

[quiet voice that whispers]
Real Compton City G's...

[Verse One: Eazy-E]
Hey yo Doctor, here's another proper track
and it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
And let that real shit provoke
So youse a wannabe 'loc, and you'll get smoked, and I hope
that your fans understand when you talk about playin me
The same records that you makin is payin me
Motherfuck Dre, Motherfuck Snoop, Motherfuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes my left blow
Cause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E and, this is the season
to let the real compton city G's in
You're like a kid you found a pup and now you're dapper
But tell me where da fuck ya found a anorexic rapper?
Talkin about who you gon squabble with and who you shoot
You're only 60 pounds when you're wet and wearin 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 the "G Thang"
But on his old album cover he was a she thang
So nigga please, nigga please, don't step to deez
motherfuckin real compton city 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.."

[Verse Two: Dresta]
Everyday it's a new rapper, claimin to be dapper than the Dresta
Softer than a bitch, but portray the role of gangsta
Ain't broke a law in your life
Yet every time you rap you yap about the guns and knife
Just take a good look at 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 niggaz in Compton, Watts, and South Central
Never ever once have you ran with the turf
But yet in every verse claim you used to do the dirt
But tell me who's a witness, to your fuckin work
So you never had no bi'ness, so save the drama jerk
Niggaz straight kill me, knowin that they pranksters
This is going out to you studio gangstas
See I did dirt, put in work, and many niggaz can vouch that
So since I got stripes, I got the right to rap about that!
But niggaz like you, I gotta hate ya
Cause I'm just tired of suburbian niggaz talkin about they come from projects
Knowin, you ain't seen the parts of the streets G
Think you started tryin to bang around the time of the peace treaty
Wearin khakis and mob while you rhyme
Little fag, tried to sag, but you're floodin at the same, time
And your set don't accept ya
Scared to kick it with your homies cuz you know they don't respect ya
So nigga please, check nuts before ya step to deez
motherfuckin real G's

[Verse Three: B.G. Knocc Out]
Welllllllll.. it's the Knocc Out, definition orginal baby gangsta
Approach me like you hard, motherfucker I'ma bank ya
Shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if I haveta
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin actors
Pranksters, studio gangstas, busters
But this time you're dealin with some real motherfuckers
G's, nigga please, don't try to step
cause if you do, then a pealed cap is all that would be left
See young niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin
Claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggaz like y'all is what I call wannabeez
and ain't shit compared to real mother fucking city G's

"Yo Dre, what's up?" {*bang*}

[Verse Four: Eazy-E]
I never met a O.G., who never did shit wrong
You tried to diss the Eazy-E, so now nigga it's on
You and your Doggy Dogg, think that y'all hoggin shit
Both of you bitches, can come and suck my doggy dick
Beatin up a bitch don't make you shit, but then again
some niggaz think it makes a man
Damn it's a trip how a nigga could switch so quick
from wearin lipstick, to smokin on chronic at pic-nics
And now you think you're bigger
But to me you ain't nothin but a bitch-ass nigga
that ain't worth a food stamp
And at Death Row, I hear you're gettin treated like boot camp
Gotta follow your sergeant's directions
Or get your ass pumped with a Smith & Wesson
Learn a lesson from the E's
Stay in your place and don't step to real Mother Fucking G's!

[repeat 5X]
"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-Duz-It"

[Intro: loud booming voice that echoes]
Comp-ton.. Comp-ton.. Comp-ton

[quiet voice that whispers]
Real Compton City G's...

[Verse One: Eazy-E]
Hey yo Doctor, here's another proper track
and it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
And let that real shit provoke
So youse a wannabe 'loc, and you'll get smoked, and I hope
that your fans understand when you talk about playin me
The same records that you makin is payin me
Motherfuck Dre, Motherfuck Snoop, Motherfuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes my left blow
Cause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E and, this is the season
to let the real compton city G's in
You're like a kid you found a pup and now you're dapper
But tell me where da fuck ya found a anorexic rapper?
Talkin about who you gon squabble with and who you shoot
You're only 60 pounds when you're wet and wearin 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 the "G Thang"
But on his old album cover he was a she thang
So nigga please, nigga please, don't step to deez
motherfuckin real compton city 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.."

[Verse Two: Dresta]
Everyday it's a new rapper, claimin to be dapper than the Dresta
Softer than a bitch, but portray the role of gangsta
Ain't broke a law in your life
Yet every time you rap you yap about the guns and knife
Just take a good look at 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 niggaz in Compton, Watts, and South Central
Never ever once have you ran with the turf
But yet in every verse claim you used to do the dirt
But tell me who's a witness, to your fuckin work
So you never had no bi'ness, so save the drama jerk
Niggaz straight kill me, knowin that they pranksters
This is going out to you studio gangstas
See I did dirt, put in work, and many niggaz can vouch that
So since I got stripes, I got the right to rap about that!
But niggaz like you, I gotta hate ya
Cause I'm just tired of suburbian niggaz talkin about they come from projects
Knowin, you ain't seen the parts of the streets G
Think you started tryin to bang around the time of the peace treaty
Wearin khakis and mob while you rhyme
Little fag, tried to sag, but you're floodin at the same, time
And your set don't accept ya
Scared to kick it with your homies cuz you know they don't respect ya
So nigga please, check nuts before ya step to deez
motherfuckin real G's

[Verse Three: B.G. Knocc Out]
Welllllllll.. it's the Knocc Out, definition orginal baby gangsta
Approach me like you hard, motherfucker I'ma bank ya
Shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if I haveta
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin actors
Pranksters, studio gangstas, busters
But this time you're dealin with some real motherfuckers
G's, nigga please, don't try to step
cause if you do, then a pealed cap is all that would be left
See young niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin
Claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggaz like y'all is what I call wannabeez
and ain't shit compared to real mother fucking city G's

"Yo Dre, what's up?" {*bang*}

[Verse Four: Eazy-E]
I never met a O.G., who never did shit wrong
You tried to diss the Eazy-E, so now nigga it's on
You and your Doggy Dogg, think that y'all hoggin shit
Both of you bitches, can come and suck my doggy dick
Beatin up a bitch don't make you shit, but then again
some niggaz think it makes a man
Damn it's a trip how a nigga could switch so quick
from wearin lipstick, to smokin on chronic at pic-nics
And now you think you're bigger
But to me you ain't nothin but a bitch-ass nigga
that ain't worth a food stamp
And at Death Row, I hear you're gettin treated like boot camp
Gotta follow your sergeant's directions
Or get your ass pumped with a Smith & Wesson
Learn a lesson from the E's
Stay in your place and don't step to real Mother Fucking G's!

[repeat 5X]
"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-Duz-It"

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20.

Any Last Werdz

Eazy-E

This is a real life jack in progress. Nigga give up your shit or take
two tha chest with tha cripness
'cause I aint f**kn 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 'cause 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.

"'cause 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, 'cause Im known as a G and Im coming from tha Cpt.
And you should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant f**k 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 f**kn 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?

"'cause 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,'cause Im known as a G and Im coming from
tha Cpt. And you
should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant f**k 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 'cause its funny nigga f**k 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.

"'cause 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,'cause Im known as a G and Im coming from
tha Cpt. And you
should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant f**k with Eazy"

"Word'em up" [several times]

"'cause 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, 'cause Im known as a G and Im coming from tha Cpt.
And you should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant f**k 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 f**kn 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?

"'cause 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,'cause Im known as a G and Im coming from
tha Cpt. And you
should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant f**k 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 'cause its funny nigga f**k 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.

"'cause 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,'cause Im known as a G and Im coming from
tha Cpt. And you
should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant f**k with Eazy"

"Word'em up" [several times]

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21.

Still A Nigga

Eazy-E

"Str8 off tha streetx of Compton.
Dedicated & by most suckers hated.
But I got somethin' I want you muthafuckers to know.
I really don't give a fuck." [laugh]

"Born & raised."

Niggas ain't shit in the 90's I don't trust 'em
& bitches on my dick but they ain't shit so muthafuck 'em.
Eazy knows what's up 'cause see Eazy really don't give a fuck it don't concern me if don't pertain to money or a nut.
But then again I talk to a few of my friends 9 times outta 10 'about some ends or some skins.
'Cause I'm tha type of nigga that gotta have it like a rabbit, rappin' is my hustle bustin' hoe's is a habbit.
I stab it like a true no good nigga should, I do it the way a down OG nigga would.
& now Niggas know Eric Wright ain't no buster, Another platnium cut from tha Compton
Thugsta, My name is "Eazy E".

"Eazy muthafuckin' E, A real Nigga, Born & Raised in muthafuckin' Compton.
This one is dedicated to you buster ass niggas, you know who you are.
Smoke a fat ass joint to this bitch!!! [big laugh]

I don't think I'm all this or that but I'm all me original Gangsta E A Z Y E.
Down from tha Jump now I'm endin' with tha bizya, still rollin' in my .64 on them thizangs.
Do wicked shit 'cause shit is wicked on the streets & from what my eyes see the wickedness will never cease.
Bitches on my dick & you know I'm runnin' y'all
So you just sold your soul to tha muthafuckin' devil's son in law.
Wicked as could be Eazy E got tha flow.
Leavin' a smell of death on tha row for sure (or Show).
& a hoe can't make me or break me but she can take me to a motel & work a niggas smell.
'Cause I'm "Eazy E".

"Yeah, suck on these nuts muthafucker's, Get with tha real & quit fakin' tha funk.
& oh yeah, stay off my dick. [laugh] Really doe [laughing]"

I let my demons loose when I hit tha 8 juice & I leave a trail of stiff's when I'm high off of a spliff's.
Niggas talk shit so I talk alot of shit too, Niggas want diss fuck them & they whole crew.
In fact nigga thank ya for stockin' a niggas bank up yeah
I'm livin' swell but I'm gangsta like Dresta, no not tha Doctor, physician, or the MD
Dresta's an OG. Doct. is a phony.
Only the real real still can chill with me & tha rest can't fuck with E.
'Cause I'm tha OG that'll bring you down, tha devil's son in law king of tha underground.
Good to go with tha flow that I throw givin' you more to let a muthafucker know.
That I can get wreck on tha set & make you slow 'cause yeah know I ain't a joke I'm a muthafuckin' Loc
& my name is "Eazy E".

"Eazy muthafuckin' E, but you bitches can just call me Eazy.
A real nigga from tha CPT. Kickin' ass & askin' questions later...Oh yeah, don't get smoked Loc...& I'm out.....Muthafucker's. [echo
Muthafucker's]"

"Eazy E."

"Born & raised."

"Str8 off tha streetx of Compton.
Dedicated & by most suckers hated.
But I got somethin' I want you muthafuckers to know.
I really don't give a fuck." [laugh]

"Born & raised."

Niggas ain't shit in the 90's I don't trust 'em
& bitches on my dick but they ain't shit so muthafuck 'em.
Eazy knows what's up 'cause see Eazy really don't give a fuck it don't concern me if don't pertain to money or a nut.
But then again I talk to a few of my friends 9 times outta 10 'about some ends or some skins.
'Cause I'm tha type of nigga that gotta have it like a rabbit, rappin' is my hustle bustin' hoe's is a habbit.
I stab it like a true no good nigga should, I do it the way a down OG nigga would.
& now Niggas know Eric Wright ain't no buster, Another platnium cut from tha Compton
Thugsta, My name is "Eazy E".

"Eazy muthafuckin' E, A real Nigga, Born & Raised in muthafuckin' Compton.
This one is dedicated to you buster ass niggas, you know who you are.
Smoke a fat ass joint to this bitch!!! [big laugh]

I don't think I'm all this or that but I'm all me original Gangsta E A Z Y E.
Down from tha Jump now I'm endin' with tha bizya, still rollin' in my .64 on them thizangs.
Do wicked shit 'cause shit is wicked on the streets & from what my eyes see the wickedness will never cease.
Bitches on my dick & you know I'm runnin' y'all
So you just sold your soul to tha muthafuckin' devil's son in law.
Wicked as could be Eazy E got tha flow.
Leavin' a smell of death on tha row for sure (or Show).
& a hoe can't make me or break me but she can take me to a motel & work a niggas smell.
'Cause I'm "Eazy E".

"Yeah, suck on these nuts muthafucker's, Get with tha real & quit fakin' tha funk.
& oh yeah, stay off my dick. [laugh] Really doe [laughing]"

I let my demons loose when I hit tha 8 juice & I leave a trail of stiff's when I'm high off of a spliff's.
Niggas talk shit so I talk alot of shit too, Niggas want diss fuck them & they whole crew.
In fact nigga thank ya for stockin' a niggas bank up yeah
I'm livin' swell but I'm gangsta like Dresta, no not tha Doctor, physician, or the MD
Dresta's an OG. Doct. is a phony.
Only the real real still can chill with me & tha rest can't fuck with E.
'Cause I'm tha OG that'll bring you down, tha devil's son in law king of tha underground.
Good to go with tha flow that I throw givin' you more to let a muthafucker know.
That I can get wreck on tha set & make you slow 'cause yeah know I ain't a joke I'm a muthafuckin' Loc
& my name is "Eazy E".

"Eazy muthafuckin' E, but you bitches can just call me Eazy.
A real nigga from tha CPT. Kickin' ass & askin' questions later...Oh yeah, don't get smoked Loc...& I'm out.....Muthafucker's. [echo
Muthafucker's]"

"Eazy E."

"Born & raised."

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22.

Gimmie That Nutt

Eazy-E

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

Verse One:
It's like that and it's like this
I took her to tha pad and we started tah kiss
Now my dick's on hard ya know what I'm thinkin'
Took tha panties off and the pussy wasn't stinkin'
Pulled off my draws and we started to begin
Now tha pussy's wet so my dick slides in
Oh, hiddy hiddy hiddy you hoe
Ridin' from the back so I'm f**kin' kinda slow
So fee fie foe f**k 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:]
Gimmee that, that, that nutt [3x]
Gimmee that, Gimmee that, Gimmee that nutt

[Verse Two:]
Okay back back to the f**kin' basics
You got yours and mine ya want tah taste it
Open wide oh no don't 'cha waste it
Oh shit all over ya face kid
Ya know ya know one thing
You know me I like to slang
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 tah tame soooooooo

uh, get it on baby
uh, get it on baby
uh, get it on baby (lick my ballz 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 bumble 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 tah be
Always f**kin' is the life for me
Spread them legs open far and wide
F**k this shit just let me put my dick inside soooooooo

[Chorus-2x]

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

[Chorus-2x]

23.

It's On

Eazy-E

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)

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)

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24.

The Boyz-n-the-hood (G-Mix)

Eazy-E

25.

Down 2 Tha Last Roach

Eazy-E

(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)

(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)

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26.

27.

[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

[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

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28.

Sorry Louie

Eazy-E

[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

[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

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29.

Just Tah Let U Know

Eazy-E

... [Eazy] ... [E]
... [Eazy] ... [E]
[padapapow] [Eazy] [padapapow] [E]
[padapapow] [Eazy] [padapapow] [E] (keeps on repeating)

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

... [Eazy] ... [E]
... [Eazy] ... [E]
[padapapow] [Eazy] [padapapow] [E]
[padapapow] [Eazy] [padapapow] [E] (keeps on repeating)

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

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30.

Sippin On A 40

Eazy-E

[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)

[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)

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31.

Nutz On Ya Chin

Eazy-E

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."

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."

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32.

33.

(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

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

Chorus

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34.

Tha Muthafuckingreal

Eazy-E

35.

Eazy-er Said Than Dunn

Eazy-E

Yo man I don't think they heard you
Why don't you tell 'em what ya name is

[Chorus:]
Wooooooo!
Wooooooo!

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:]

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36.

Licking, Sucking, & Fucking

Eazy-E

37.

No More ?'s

Eazy-E

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

[Verse One: Eazy-E]

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

[Verse Two: Eazy-E]

[Female:] 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?
[Female:] Yeah

[Verse Three: Eazy-E]

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

[Outro: Eazy-E]

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38.

Hit The Hooker

Eazy-E

[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)

[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)

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39.

We Want Eazy

Eazy-E

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

EAZ-Y...

EAZ-Y
We want Eazy...

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40.

My Baby'z Mama

Eazy-E

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

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

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41.

Nobody Move

Eazy-E

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42.

Creep N Crawl

Eazy-E

[ 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

[ 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

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43.

Radio

Eazy-E

[chorus:]

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

[chorus]

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44.

Wut Would You Do

Eazy-E

Inside the minds of real g's
Death row is looked upon as the studio gansters of the 90's
A joke hahahaha in a gamecalled 5 minutes of fame you wasted
4 mimutes 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 ya
Fool loked 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 comin straight from the ruthless ganster eazy-e
Now what would I do haha lets see
Now I would take on sugas 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 azz
Now kurupt dont even set trip
Yellin long beach 60 blood and puppy pound
Crip really doe got my nuts on your chin
Whill I’m all in your philly hoe
So come with it fool and test your luck and
I'll beat that azz now call me kurupt
Now I’m kreepin threw the fog ya
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 creepin on the east side 7
Tenlong beach south caught snoop free basin
In a rock house I kicks in da door
I said it befoe I never let no busta test me no more
Bang murder was the case that tey gave me
Murder waz 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
Yea what would you do
What would you do if we rolled on you
(so dont even think about steppin 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 hittin niggas low
With the cavey ass flow as I kreep 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 dont come fucking with this
Aint a joke niggas choke frome 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 runnin the house
Now tell what can you do nigga what can you do
If me and a few of my homies came through
Dummpin real on you trickmade bitchmade niggas
What could you do what could you do if we rolled on you

Yaa so dont even think about stepin in the god damn house
Dr. Dre straight busta neva broke a law in his life
Besides beating up ricky harris's wife
Haha snoop dogg from a high top fade to sportin braids
Now he's laid fame no fourtune and getting played not payed
Played
Treated like a prostitute and we all know who's doin the pimpin daz dont
Be a followa be a leader and stay off the nexts mans nuts
Kurupt the king ping stick with the 60's
Cause you dont need those other hoes cause they're
About to go up in ya but only you let um
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Death row really doe
Babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy bang ahhhh

Inside the minds of real g's 
Death row is looked upon as the studio gansters of the 90's 
A joke hahahaha in a gamecalled 5 minutes of fame you wasted 
4 mimutes 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 ya 
Fool loked 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 comin straight from the ruthless ganster eazy-e 
Now what would I do haha lets see 
Now I would take on sugas 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 azz 
Now kurupt dont even set trip 
Yellin long beach 60 blood and puppy pound 
Crip really doe got my nuts on your chin 
Whill I’m all in your philly hoe 
So come with it fool and test your luck and 
I'll beat that azz now call me kurupt 
Now I’m kreepin threw the fog ya 
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 creepin on the east side 7 
Tenlong beach south caught snoop free basin 
In a rock house I kicks in da door 
I said it befoe I never let no busta test me no more 
Bang murder was the case that tey gave me 
Murder waz 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 
Yea what would you do 
What would you do if we rolled on you 
(so dont even think about steppin 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 hittin niggas low 
With the cavey ass flow as I kreep 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 dont come fucking with this 
Aint a joke niggas choke frome 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 runnin the house 
Now tell what can you do nigga what can you do 
If me and a few of my homies came through 
Dummpin real on you trickmade bitchmade niggas 
What could you do what could you do if we rolled on you

Yaa so dont even think about stepin in the god damn house 
Dr. Dre straight busta neva broke a law in his life 
Besides beating up ricky harris's wife 
Haha snoop dogg from a high top fade to sportin braids 
Now he's laid fame no fourtune and getting played not payed 
Played 
Treated like a prostitute and we all know who's doin the pimpin daz dont 
Be a followa be a leader and stay off the nexts mans nuts 
Kurupt the king ping stick with the 60's 
Cause you dont need those other hoes cause they're 
About to go up in ya but only you let um 
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha 
Death row really doe 
Babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy bang ahhhh

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45.

Only If You Want It

Eazy-E

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

[Chorus]

Ooooooh a new jack! a new jack!

[Chorus]

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46.

Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street

Eazy-E

Verse 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

Verse 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

Verse 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

Verse 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

Verse 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

Verse 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

Verse 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

Verse 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

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47.

Neighborhood Sniper

Eazy-E

[Chorus]

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48.

Eternal E

Eazy-E

[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!

[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!

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49.

The Boyz-n-the-hood (Remix)

Eazy-E

50.

I'd Rather Fuck You

Eazy-E

Aaaah, this is one of them songs
you can kick back and smoke a joint to
And get real fucked up
I like to dedicate this one to all the lovely young ladies out there
Oh me? I'm Eazy E, alias a Hoe Taming Motherfucker
And I want all you ladies to know something

Verse 1:
I'd rather fuck with you all goddamn night,
cause your pussy's good
Now I'm fucking al your friends,
cause you ran your mouth like I knew you would
You were bragging to your friends,
saying Eazy E knows how to fuck
So bring your ass in here and give me some,
so I can bust a nut

Chorus:
I'd rather fuck you, yeah (said I'd rather fuck you) 2x

Verse 2:
I'd rather fuck with you,
cause I like the way you scream my name
I know you like this dick,
cause you enjoy the pleasure and pain
Now I'm riding on this pussy here,
and I'm not gonna stop
We can do it doggystyle,
and you can get on top

Chorus

Whoo boy, I'd rather fuck you, yeah
Ineed you baby, whoo, I'd rather fuck you
I'd rather fuck with you

Verse 3:
I'd rather fuck with you,
cause the other bitches wanna wine and dine
I better hurry up and get this nut,
cause it's check out time,
She said she wanted me to eat the pussy,
well I think I'll pass
So get your ass up you funky bitch,
and wash your ass

I'd rather fuck you, yeah (said I'd rather fuck you) 6x

51.

Automobile

Eazy-E

Yo Dre man, I take this bitch out to the movies and shit man we're kissin'
and grindin' and shit, so we hop in the back seat, you know man, this bitch
rubbin' all over my dick and frontin' like she's gonna give me the pussy,
man, and the bitch said three words, man:
Stop, No and Don't

I said BIIIITTTTTCCHH

[Verse 1:]
You don't have to front on me dear,
So why don't you just give that pussy here?
If you'd be good to me,
Oh I'll be good to you,
and we'll both ride home in my automobile.

All that I want is a little puss
All that I want is just a little head
If you'd be good to me
Ohh I'll be good to you
and we'll both ride home in my automible

[Verse 2:]
You don't have to front on me bitch,
Don't be afraid - it's only a dick
Give up the pussy soon,
All I want is a little,
or get your groopy ass out my hotel room
or get your groopy ass out my hotel room

All I want is the pussy
All I want is the pussy
All I want is the pussy
All I want is the pussy
If you'd be good to me,
oh I'll be good to you,
and we'll both ride home in my automobile
we'll both ride home in my automobile

52.

Niggaz My Height Don't Fight

Eazy-E

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...

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"

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

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 ain't no thang...

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53.

Eazy Street

Eazy-E

[Eazy-E]
Now I'mma Break it down and tell a story
About a nigga in the wrong territory
Sharon and Shide is who he had to meet
He made a right turn down the wrong street
Now whatta whatta whatta whatta pitty
A new jack in my muthafuckin' city

[Dr. Dre]
Compton that is
They say it's niggaz pimpin'
Gangsta limpin'

[Eazy-E]
But back back to the nitty gritty
Bout this nigga slippin' in my fuckin' city
By the time that he realized that he fucked up
The stupid muthafucka got a foot in his ass
Now this is how the story goes
Don't you ever bring your ass
In my neiborhood fuckin' my hoes
Cause they my hoes and I knows
When they've been fucked

"Who's ready to get up and do my thang!"
"Doin' it you know!"

[Eazy-E]
Now lets get the story about the bitches
and tell how this kid went from right to riches
Now he's drivin' fancy cars gettin' bitches galore
He was a dirty little boy that I knew next door

[Dr. Dre impersonating Mack Romey]
Mack the muthafuckin' Romey
The one and only my dicks to hard to be lonely

[Eazy-E]
Now this muthafucka braggin' on how
He got all this and that and he got
All these bitches callin' him Big Daddy
Ain't that a bitch how this muthafucka
Get rich on my muthafuckin' street
Thats supposed to be my god damn money
and this bastard is use to wear platform
Shoes plad pants and nappy ass hat under
A fucked up hat now lets kick the story
About that

[Eazy-E]
When the sun falls
and the shit falls down
So when people start comin' around
Knockin' at the door sayin' we want more
and moms wonderin' what the fuck they here for
Rock cocaine yea just as I figured
But he can do that cause he's that nigga
From Eazy Street on the road to riches
money, cars, houses, and hoes thats how the
Story goes and if the nigga stays up you
Know he can't be beat all this shit happens
on Eazy Street

[Eazy-E]
Now back to the story about the bitches

[Dr. Dre]
About the what!

[Eazy-E]
The bitches, the bitches, the bitches yo
The bitches that wanna get with me
The E, the A, the Z, the Y, the E
So whats up bitch you wanna play
Yo why don't you kiss whats behind the button display
my dick gets

[Dr. Dre]
Hiiiiiiiiiiigh up

[Eazy-E]
Like Ballpark Franks baby
Plump when you cook 'em
You know what I mean
my dick gets

[Dr. Dre]
Hiiiiiiiiiiigh up

[Eazy-E]
Higher than a muthafucka

[Dr. Dre]
Shit thats sure enough funky right there
Yo E kick some knowledge man explain to 'em
What you mean

[Eazy-E]
Uh oh day
Day dum day
Come on baby why don't ya suck it this way
Aaaaah ooooh

[Dr. Dre]
Shit don't find the phillie baby
Let it all hang out

[Eazy-E]
I feel it comin' (I feel it comin')
It's comin' out (it's comin' out)

[Dr. Dre]
Kick it one more time

[Eazy-E]
Uh oh day
Day dum day
Come on baby why don't ya suck it this way
Aaaaah ooooh

[Eazy-E]
Uh oh day
Day dum day
Come on baby why don't ya suck it this way
Aaaaah ooooh

[Dr. Dre]
Oh yeah E give me a solo

[Eazy-E]
It all happens on Eazy Street
You stupid muthafucka!

[Dr. Dre]
Compton that is 
They say it's niggaz pimpin' 
Gangsta limpin'

[Eazy-E]
But back back to the nitty gritty
Bout this nigga slippin' in my fuckin' city
By the time that he realized that he fucked up
The stupid muthafucka got a foot in his ass
Now this is how the story goes
Don't you ever bring your ass 
In my neiborhood fuckin' my hoes
Cause they my hoes and I knows 
When they've been fucked

"Who's ready to get up and do my thang!"
"Doin' it you know!"

[Eazy-E]
Now lets get the story about the bitches
and tell how this kid went from right to riches
Now he's drivin' fancy cars gettin' bitches galore
He was a dirty little boy that I knew next door

[Dr. Dre impersonating Mack Romey]
Mack the muthafuckin' Romey 
The one and only my dicks to hard to be lonely

[Eazy-E]
Now this muthafucka braggin' on how 
He got all this and that and he got 
All these bitches callin' him Big Daddy
Ain't that a bitch how this muthafucka 
Get rich on my muthafuckin' street
Thats supposed to be my god damn money
and this bastard is use to wear platform 
Shoes plad pants and nappy ass hat under
A fucked up hat now lets kick the story 
About that

[Eazy-E]
When the sun falls 
and the shit falls down
So when people start comin' around
Knockin' at the door sayin' we want more
and moms wonderin' what the fuck they here for
Rock cocaine yea just as I figured
But he can do that cause he's that nigga
From Eazy Street on the road to riches
money, cars, houses, and hoes thats how the 
Story goes and if the nigga stays up you 
Know he can't be beat all this shit happens
on Eazy Street

[Eazy-E]
Now back to the story about the bitches

[Dr. Dre]
About the what!

[Eazy-E]
The bitches, the bitches, the bitches yo
The bitches that wanna get with me
The E, the A, the Z, the Y, the E
So whats up bitch you wanna play
Yo why don't you kiss whats behind the button display
my dick gets

[Dr. Dre]
Hiiiiiiiiiiigh up

[Eazy-E]
Like Ballpark Franks baby
Plump when you cook 'em
You know what I mean
my dick gets

[Dr. Dre]
Hiiiiiiiiiiigh up

[Eazy-E]
Higher than a muthafucka

[Dr. Dre]
Shit thats sure enough funky right there
Yo E kick some knowledge man explain to 'em
What you mean

[Eazy-E]
Uh oh day
Day dum day
Come on baby why don't ya suck it this way
Aaaaah ooooh

[Dr. Dre]
Shit don't find the phillie baby
Let it all hang out

[Eazy-E]
I feel it comin' (I feel it comin')
It's comin' out (it's comin' out)

[Dr. Dre]
Kick it one more time

[Eazy-E]
Uh oh day
Day dum day
Come on baby why don't ya suck it this way
Aaaaah ooooh

[Dr. Dre]
Oh yeah E give me a solo

[Eazy-E]
It all happens on Eazy Street
You stupid muthafucka!

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54.

55.

I meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em fuck em eazy 123 (x2)

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56.

Cock The 9

Eazy-E

f/ Loco S.A.B, Phalos Mode

* send corrections to the typist

(Eazy-E)

Here's the latest

from the king of badness

I got the shit that makes niggaz wanna flip
G'd up all better wit beanies

Sweatin all the bitches to blow are weanies

Niggaz all getting drunk, and smoking a bum bud

Oh wait here's a punk, pump the trunk

'cause it's a gang of jackers in the front smoking
all the hump, some shit was said about blue and red

but I'm colour blind and I gotta nine

threw up the sign I cock the 9, I cock the 9.

(Loco S.A.B)

Well nigga pop the 9and let it holla

Test drive wit a neighbourhood's scholar
Black Impaler, blue chucks on gettin outta

Sucks on hip hop thugsta get the f**k on

Niggaz looking shifty, do they wanna diss me, lick me

Show me love or peel my cap quickly
My six sense won't let me slip don't puff wit the draggin em
I'm still toe taggin em, hit the spot wit a don still baggin em

It's the low call, S.A.B on the vocal, blast my way out eazy pay

The way, all you bitch niggaz stay out

(Hook) x2

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 ( and everything is fine)

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)

I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (*gun shot*)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)

(Phalos Mode)

It's like dice game, dice game niggaz get they roll'on

Everything's all good till niggaz getting sold on

Here we all get together and shoot, f**k

I grab my gun then I picked up my loot

But I didn't lose shit so it's all good
Leavin pumpin Eazy-E "Boyz n the Hood"

'cause I'm a gangsta so I can relate, most of these

Niggaz is fake and tryin to hate

I put a buster in his place, I put one in his face

Obey my first and give him the taste
That's how I duz it, that's how I do it
and the murder weapon that I use you know I threw it

he kept persuading so I had to do it, 'uh' play

for keeps that's the rule of the streets 'uh'.

(Loco S.A.B)
Dick Tracy all on my nuttz like Cagny and Lacy

And don't faze me, Ruthless is the label that pays me

But this one H.K weighs a ton, words are yellow wit

the ??? freaks on a run, bring ya condom in the kingdom

huh ho from the ceilin to the floor, info red at ya window

plus the E go hangin out the beamer tho

drop shit like a seagull, for the people

ho's make a contribution, but y'all don't hear me tho.

(Hook) x2

(Eazy-E)

Tuck ya legs to my dick with the wrap em real tight

Just incase its on and a nigga gotta fight, an a
Nigga gotta bust, but who in the f**k said in god we trust

The shit wen't down everybody start runnin

Bitches screamin and the bullets still comin

Run into a nigga tryin to save mine, reach for my gun ahh shit!!

(Hook) x6

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57.

Switchez

Eazy-E

Feat. Roc Slanga

[Chorus] x 4
Cuz when I hit that switch I'm bouncin'
More bounce to the ounce
And I'm clownin'

[Chorus] x 4

[Chorus] x 8

[Roc Slanga]
That's right nigga
We back
That real gangsta shit
From on of the realest niggas in this game
You know his name nigga
[laughs]

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58.

59.

60.

Chorus: X2
The saga continues right before your eyes
The saga continues cause its do or die
The saga continues right before your eyes
You know why? (why?)
Cause I'm ruthless for life

Chorus X2

Chorus till end

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61.

Still Fuckem

Eazy-E

62.

Eazy-duz-it (Instrumental)

Eazy-E

63.

The Boyz-n-the-hood (Instrumental)

Eazy-E