Eazy-Duz-It (Radio Version)

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Yella & Eazy-E] Ey man, we gotta do a radio version of this song Let it ride, I think I got something for it (for it, for it, for it...) [Verse 1] Well I'm Eazy-E, I got women galore You may have a lot of women, but I got much more Wit my super-duper group coming out the chute Eazy-E, home girls, cold knocking the boots 'Cause I'm a hip-hop thugster, I used to be a mugster If you heard "Dope Man", you think I own a drugstore Gettin' stupid 'cause I got it like that And if a sucker talks trash, I give him a (smack!) 8-ball sipping, the women are flipping Slow down, I hit a dip and continue my tripping Hitting my switches, collect from my sehctib 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 'cause my pockets are fat A hardcore villain cold roaming the streets And wit a homie like Dre just supplying the beats [Chorus] Because I'm a gangsta having fun Always got the knuckleheads on the run Hitting like that, I'll make you ask what was it Boy, you should have known by now: Eazy-Duz-It [Bridge] ("I was") ("knocking muthafuckas out") ("What's your name, boy?") ("Funky, fresh Eazy-E") ("Kick-kick that!") ("Where you from, fool?") ("Compton") ("Yeah!") [Verse 2] Rolling through the hood, cold tearing it up Stick my head out the window and I say: what's up? To the homies on the corner cold bumping the box But you know that's an alibi for slanging the rocks A dice game started so I pulled out a buck Then I put my car in parked, so I can try my luck Hard to roll with my girl jocking 24-7 Rolled one time, ate 'em up, hit 11 (Rock that shit, homie!) Got another point, I made a ten a fo' Was cleaning up fast and was itching for mo' Laughing in their faces, 'cause your boy was too quick 'Til one fool got jealous, said "you're makin' me sick" He acted real stupid, knew he wouldn't last So I said to myself: homeboy, you better think fast He went "damn", then I went "money gone!" As you can see, I cold broke his (Haha!) [Chorus] Because I'm a gangsta having fun Always got the knuckleheads on the run Hitting like that, I'll make you ask what was it Boy, you should have known by now, Eazy-Duz-It [Interlude: Eazy-E, Dr. Dre & MC Ren] Wait a minute, wait a minute - who does it? I said Eazy does 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? [Verse 3] Now I'ma break it down just to tell a little story Straight out the box from the gangsta category About a sucker, a sucker named Tucker He's addicted, he's a smoker but in Compton called a clucker He used to have a house, car and golden rings But the cooky cooky crack took all those things He must've been starving 'cause he broke in my house Caught the fool on the block and cold knocked the boy out Now I'm wanted for assault that I had to commit Yeah, I went to jail, but that wasn't it Got to the station about a quarter to nine Call my girl to get me out, 'cause I was down for mine The girl was a trip, cold hung up the phone Now my only phone call was in the ganking zone All the things I did for her, like keeping her on top I swear when I get out, it's gonna have to stop Well, by now you could guess that it was just my luck The bailiff of the station was a neighborhood cluck I looked him straight in the eye and said: "What's up?" And said "Let's make a deal, you know I'll do you up" Now back on the streets and I'm feelin' good I caught the stupid girl in the neighborhood Pulled her by the hair and it was all because I had to show the girl what time it was [Chorus] Because I'm a gangsta having fun Always got the knuckleheads on the run Hitting like that, I'll make you ask what was it Boy, you should have known by now, Eazy-Duz-It [Outro] From around the way, born in '73 Hardcore B-boy named Eazy-E It's '88 now, '73's obsolete Boy with a serious attitude and a 100% street, heh...