He was once a thug from around the way, Eazy
But you should, *****, shut the ***k up
Get the ***k outta here, yo, Trey
W***up? Gimme a funky *** b***line

What the ***k is up in the place to be?
Comin' on the mic is Eazy mutha***kin' E
Trey is on the beat, Yellow's on the cut
So listen up close, while we rip **** up

Well, I'm Eazy-E, I got *****es galore
You may have a lot of *****es but I got much more
Wit my super duper group comin' out to shoot
Eazy-E, mutha***as, cold knockin' the boots

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

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

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

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

I was knockin' mutha***as out
What's your name boy? Funky, fresh Eazy-E
Kick, kick that ****
Where you from fool? Compton, yea

Rollin' through the hood, cold tearin' **** up
Stick my head out the window an' I say, “What's up?”
To the *****z on the corner cold bumpin' the box
But you know that's an alibi for slangin' the rocks

A dice game started so I said, “What the ***k?”
So I put my **** in park an' had to try my luck
Hard to roll wit my ***** jockin' 24 7
Rolled them mutha***as, ate 'em up, hit 11

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

He pulled out his gat, I knew he wouldn't last
So I said to myself, “Homeboy, you better think fast”
He shot, then I shot
As you can see, I cold broke his ***

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

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

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

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

Now I wanted for a murder that I had to commit
Yea, I went to jail, but that wasn't ****
Got to the station about a quarter 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 call was in the gankin' zone
All the things 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 luck
The bailiff of the station was a neighborhood cluck
I looked him straight in the eye an' said, “What's up?”
An' said let's make a deal, you know I'll do you up

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

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

From around the way, born in '73
Hardcore B boy named Eazy-E
It's '88 now, '73's obsolete
A ***** wit a serious *** at***ude an' 100% street

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