Luyện nghe bài hát Eazy Duz It

He was a thug from around the way, Eazy
But you should, bitch, shut the up
Get the outta here, yo, Trey
Wassup? Gimme a ass bassline

What the is up in the place to be?
on the mic is Eazy muthafuckin' E
Trey is on the beat, on the cut
So up close, while we rip shit up

Well, I'm Eazy-E, I got bitches
You may a lot of bitches but I got much more
Wit my super duper comin' out to shoot
Eazy-E, muthafukas, cold knockin' the

'Cause I'm a hip hop thugster, I to be a mugster
If you heard Compton, you I own a drugstore
Gettin' stupid because I how
An' if a talks shit, I give him a

8 ball sippin', the bitches are
Slow down, I hit a dippin', my trippin'
my switches, collect from my bitches
The money I make so I can add to my riches

Fill my box an' start rubbin' my gat
Feelin' as hell because my pockets are fat
A hardcore villian, cold roamin' the
An' wit a like Dre just supplyin' the beats

I'm a gansta havin' fun
Never the pad without packin' a gun
hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you have known by now, Eazy duz it

I was muthafukas out
What's name boy? Funky, fresh Eazy-E
Kick, kick shit
Where you fool? Compton, yea

Rollin' the hood, cold tearin' shit up
Stick my head out the window an' I say, up?
To the niggaz on the corner cold the box
But you know that's an alibi for slangin' the

A dice game started so I said, What the
So I put my in park an' had to try my luck
Hard to roll wit my jockin' 24 7
them muthafukas, ate 'em up, hit 11

Got point, I made a ten a fo'
Was niggaz money an' was itchin' for mo'
Laughin' in faces an' said you're all makin' me rich
Then one punk got jealous, slapped my bitch

He out his gat, I knew he wouldn't last
So I said to myself, Homeboy, you better think
He shot, then I
As you can see, I cold his ass

I'm a gansta havin' fun
Never the pad without packin' a gun
Hittin' as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have by now, Eazy duz it

Wait a minute, wait a minute, who it?
Eazy duz it, but how does he do it?
Eazy duz it do it eazy, that's what I'm
Stop, man, whatcha gonna do

Now I'm a break it down just to tell a little
Straight out the box, from the category
About a sucker, a muthafucka
He's addicted, he's a smoker but in Compton called a

He used to a house car an' golden rings
But the cooky, crack took all those things
He must of starvin' 'cause he broke in my house
Caught the nigga on the an' straight took his ass out

Now I for a murder that I had to commit
Yea, I went to jail, but that wasn't
Got to the station about a of nine
Called my bitch to get me out 'cause I was for mine

The bitch was a cold hung up the phone
Now my only phone call was in the gankin'
All the things I did for her like her rich
I swear when I get out, I'm gonna kill the

Well by now you should know it was just my
The of the station was a neighborhood cluck
I him straight in the eye an' said, What's up?
An' said let's make a deal, you I'll do you up

Now on the streets an' my records are clean
I on my bitch wit my Uzi machine
Went to the an' kicked down the door
Unloaded like hell, cold the ho

Because I'm a havin' fun
leave the pad without packin' a gun
Hittin' hard as fuck, I make you ask was it
Boy you should have by now, Eazy duz it

around the way, born in '73
Hardcore B boy Eazy-E
It's '88 now, '73's
A nigga wit a ass attitude an' 100% street

An' if you all hear some more
In one way or the other, I'm a bad
Word to the