Eazy Duz It (Radio Edit)

<br>Well I`m Eazy-E, I got women galore<br>You may have a lot of women but I got much more<br>Wit my super duper group coming out to shoot<br>Eazy-E, homegirls, cold knocking the boots<br>`Cause I`m a hip-hop thugster, I used to be a mugster<br>If you heard Compton, you think I own a drugstore<br>Getting stupid because I got it like that<br>And if a sucker talks thrash, I give him a smack<br>8 ball sipping, the women are flipping<br>Slow down, I hit a dipping, continue my tripping<br>Hitting my switches, collect from my bitches<br>The money that I make so I can add to my riches<br>Fill my stash box and start rubbing my gat<br>Feeling good as hell because my pockets are fat<br>A hardcore villian cold roaming the streets<br>And wit a homie like Dre just supplying the beats<br><br>(Chorus)<br>Because I`m a gansta having fun<br>Always got the nuckleheads on the run<br>Hit me like that, I make you ask what was it<br>Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it<br><br>I was knocking out<br>What`s your name boy<br>Funky, fresh Eazy-E<br>Kick, kick that <br>Where you from fool, Compton, yea<br><br>Rolling through the hood, cold tearing it up<br>Stick my head out the window and I say what`s up<br>To the homies on the corner cold bumping the box<br>But you know that`s an alibi for slanging the rocks<br>A dice game started so I pulled out a buck<br>Then I put my car in park so I could try my luck<br>Hard to roll wit my girl jocking 24-7<br>Rolled one time, ate `em up, hit 11<br>Got another point, I made a ten a fo`<br>Was cleaning up fast and was itching for mo`<br>Laughing in their faces cause the boy was too quick<br>Then one fool got jealous, said you`re making me sick<br>He acted really stupid, I knew he wouldn`t last<br>So I said to myself, homeboy, you better think fast<br>He went damn, then I went money gone<br>As you can see, I cold broke his (ha ha)<br><br>Chorus<br><br>(Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it)<br>I said Eazy duz it<br>But how does he do it<br>Eazy duz it do it eazy<br>That`s what I`m doing<br>STOP<br>Man whatcha gonna do now<br><br>Now I`m a break it down just to tell a little story<br>Straight out the box from the gangsta category<br>About a sucker, a sucker named Tucker<br>He`s addicted, he`s a smoker but in Compton called a clucker<br>He used to have a house car and golden rings<br>But the cooky cooky crack took all those things<br>He must of been starving `cause he broke in my house<br>Caught the fool on the block and cold knock the boy out<br>Now I wanted for assault that I had to commit<br>Yea I went to jail but that wasn`t it<br>Got to the station about a quarter of nine<br>Call my girl to get me out `cause I was down for mine<br>The girl was a trip cold hung up the phone<br>Now my only phone call was in the ganking zone<br>All the things I did for her like keeping her on top<br>I swear when I get out, It`s gonna have to stop<br>Well by now you should know it was just my luck<br>The baliff of the station was a neighborhood cluck<br>I looked him straight in the eye and said what`s up<br>And said let`s make a deal, you know I`ll do you up<br>Now back on the streets and I`m feeling good<br>I got the stupid girl in the neighborhood<br>Pulled her by the hair and it was all because<br>I had to show the girl what time it was<br><br>Chorus<br><br>From around the way, born in `73<br>Harcore B-boy named Eazy-E<br>It`s `88 now, `73`s obselete<br>Boy wit a serious attitude and 100% street<br>Yea (ha ha ha)