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Eazy-e - Eazy Duz It Şarkı Sözleri
Eazy-e
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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)
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(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
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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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