Luyện nghe bài hát Eazy Duz It

He was once a thug from the way, Eazy
But you should, bitch, the fuck up
Get the outta here, yo, Trey
Wassup? a funky ass bassline

What the is up in the place to be?
Comin' on the mic is muthafuckin' E
is on the beat, Yellow's on the cut
So listen up close, we rip shit up

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

I'm a hip hop thugster, I used to be a mugster
If you Compton, you think 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'
Hittin' my switches, collect from my
The money that I make so I can add to my

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

Because I'm a havin' fun
Never leave the pad without a gun
Hittin' hard as fuck, I you ask what was it
Boy you should known by now, Eazy duz it

I was muthafukas out
your name boy? Funky, fresh Eazy-E
Kick, kick that
Where you from Compton, yea

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

A game started so I said, What the fuck?
So I put my shit in park an' had to try my
to roll wit my bitch jockin' 24 7
Rolled muthafukas, ate 'em up, hit 11

Got another point, I a ten a fo'
Was takin' money an' was itchin' for mo'
in their 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 fast
He shot, I shot
As you can see, I cold his ass

Because I'm a havin' fun
Never leave the pad packin' a gun
Hittin' hard as fuck, I you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, duz it

Wait a minute, wait a minute, who it?
Muthafuckin' duz it, but how does he do it?
Eazy duz it do it eazy, what I'm doin'
Stop, man, gonna do now?

Now I'm a break it just to tell a little story
out the box, from the gangsta category
About a sucker, a sucker
He's addicted, he's a but in Compton called a clucker

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

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

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

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

Now back on the streets an' my are clean
I creeped on my wit my Uzi machine
Went to the house an' kicked the door
Unloaded like hell, cold the ho

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

From the way, born in '73
B boy named Eazy-E
It's '88 now, obsolete
A nigga wit a serious ass an' 100% street

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