Luyện nghe bài hát Eazy Duz It

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

the fuck is up in the place to be?
Comin' on the mic is 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 have a lot of but I got much more
Wit my super group comin' out to shoot
Eazy-E, muthafukas, cold the boots

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

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

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

I'm a gansta havin' fun
Never leave the pad without a gun
hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, 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 out the window an' I say, What's up?
To the niggaz on the corner bumpin' the box
But you that's an alibi for slangin' the rocks

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

Got another point, I a ten a fo'
Was takin' money an' was itchin' for mo'
Laughin' in their faces an' you're all makin' me rich
one punk got jealous, cold slapped my bitch

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

I'm a gansta havin' fun
Never leave the pad without a gun
Hittin' hard as fuck, I you ask what was it
Boy you have known 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, what I'm doin'
Stop, man, gonna do now?

Now I'm a break it down just to tell a story
Straight out the box, from the gangsta
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 things
He must of been starvin' he broke in my house
Caught the nigga on the street an' straight his ass out

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

The was a trip cold hung up the phone
Now my only phone was in the gankin' zone
All the I did for her like keepin' 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' let's make 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

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

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

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