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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 to shoot
Eazy-e, homegirls, 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 got it like that
And if a sucker talks thrash, i give him a smack
8 ball sipping, the women 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
Always got the nuckleheads on the run
Hit me like that, i make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, eazy duz it
I was knocking out
What`s your name boy
Funky, fresh eazy-e
Kick, kick that
Where you from fool, compton, yea
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 park so i could try my luck
Hard to roll wit my girl jocking 24-7
Rolled one time, ate `em up, hit 11
Got another point, i made a ten a fo`
Was cleaning up fast and was itching for mo`
Laughing in their faces cause the boy was too quick
Then one fool got jealous, said you`re making me sick
He acted really stupid, i 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 (ha ha)
Chorus
(wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it)
I said 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 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 of been starving `cause he broke in my house
Caught the fool on the block and cold knock the boy out
Now i wanted for assault that i had to commit
Yea i went to jail but that wasn`t it
Got to the station about a quarter of 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 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 i`m feeling good
I got 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