Niggaz My Height Don T Fight lyrics

Gimmie this gimmie that gimmie this gimmie that
Bitch step back and don`t try to jack
`But mister dopeman dopeman can I get a hit?`
No hoe but you can get my duck sick...
But let me finish my story as I was sayin`
I told you lil locs aint playin`
Gotta roll with the bunches
Cant help the travellin` bunches
Now aint that somethin`
Just a case a few niggaz try to trip
Bone out put on my skimask
And come back blastin`
Cause niggaz my height don`t fight
My name is Eazy-E
You`re mothafuckin` right
They must to thought I was a busta
Wearin` your bullet-proof vest
So what`s next?
I got my nine fitted up with deadline
And don`t let me hit the wetbomb
So watcha wanna do?
The red, white and blue, I got some for you too
Cause it gonna be on when i`m kickin` down my dough
So say hello to my new 44...
I`m a type of nigga...
That smokes mothafuckaz...
That smokes mothafuckaz...
I don`t give a fuck fuck...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
I`ma smoke mothafuckaz...
Cause I`m the `E`
So you can kiss my black ass
Fuck the white house, it aint my house
So you can burn the mothafucka down for all I care
Cause t-shirts and khakies is all I wear
I`m from the city where they show no pitty
For a punk ass mark in the park
Blow his brains out, stuck him in the bushes
Take his gat, leave his ass for the rats
And let me hit that cisco, I got a 187 on my pistol
Warrant by the LAPD
Key for puttin` in work out my trade
Because the president never simp
One dumb dog to my residents
I`m goin` crazy like 1980
I need my ends, fuck you, pay me
Or I`ma have to get the strap
My nutty O.G. buddy Big Black
I make you shit in your pants
And shake like jelly
So tell off my homie said hello...
I`m a type of nigga...
That smoke mothafuckaz...
That smoke mothafuckaz...
I don`t give a fuck...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
Like it aint no thang...
You cant check a checker
But when you wanna try let me know
I got the strecher on stand-by
Starvin` for a nigga like you
The things is much bigger
Than the trigger
So I can show how to put in work:
The Ruthless-network drive-by experts
Straight outta compton kickin` up dust
The place where guns don`t get a change to rust
I warned them and they still approached me
Now I got two more golf-hats for my trophy
I got a brand new trend, it`s killin` men
Who is that? That`s my little friend...
I don`t give a fuck...
I don`t give a fuck...
I don`t give a fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck...
I don`t give a fuck...
I don`t give a fuck...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
Like it aint no thang