Luyện nghe bài hát Eazy Duz It

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

What the fuck is up in the to be?
Comin' on the mic is Eazy E
Trey is on the beat, on the cut
So listen up close, we rip shit up

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

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

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

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

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 known by now, Eazy duz it

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

Rollin' through the hood, cold shit up
Stick my head out the window an' I say, up?
To the on the corner cold bumpin' the box
But you know an alibi for slangin' the rocks

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

Got point, I made a ten a fo'
Was takin' money an' was itchin' for mo'
Laughin' in their faces an' said you're all 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 think fast
He shot, then I
As you can see, I broke 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 have known by now, Eazy duz it

a minute, wait a minute, who does it?
Muthafuckin' Eazy duz it, but how 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 just to tell a little story
Straight out the box, from the category
a sucker, a sucker 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, cooky took all those things
He of been 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 a quarter of nine
Called my bitch to get me out 'cause I was down for

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

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

Now back on the streets an' my are clean
I on my bitch wit my Uzi machine
Went to the house an' down the door
like hell, cold smoked the ho

Because I'm a havin' fun
leave 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

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

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