[Intro; spoken word]
Straight off the streets of Compton
Dedicated and by most s**ers hated
But I got something I want you motherf**ers to know
I really don't give a f**
*laughing*
[Verse 1]
n***as ain't sh** in the 90's, I don't trust 'em
And b**hes on my dick but they ain't sh**, so motherf** 'em
Eazy know's what's up, cause see he really don't give a f**
Cause it don't concern me if don't pertain to money or a nut
But then again I talk to a few of my friends
Nine times out of ten 'bout some ends or some skins
Cause I'm the type of n***a that gotta have it like a rabbit
Rappin' is my hustle bustin' ho's is a habbit
I stab it like a true no good n***a should
I do it the way a down O.G. n***a would
And now n***as know Eric Wright ain't no busta
Another platinum cut from the Compton thugsta
My name is
"Eazy-E"
[Hook; spoken word]
Eazy muthaphukkin E
A real n***a
Born and raised in motherf**in' Compton
This one's dedicated to you busta-a** n***as
You know who you are
Smoke a fat a** joint to this, b**h
*laughing*
[Verse 2]
I don't think I'm all this or that, but I'm all me
Original gangsta E-A-Z-Y-E
Down from the jump now I'm endin' with the biz and
Still rollin' in my 6-4 on them thizangs
Do wicked sh**, cause sh** is wicked on the streets
And from what my eyes see the wickedness will never cease
b**hes on my dick and you know I'm runnin' y'all
So you just sold your soul to the motherf**in' devil's son in law
Wicked as could be Eazy-E got the flow
Leavin' a smell of d**h on the Row for sure
And a ho can't make me or break me
But she can take me to a motel
And work a n***a swell
Cause I'm Eazy-E
[Hook; spoken word]
Yeah, s** on these nuts, motherf**ers
Get with the real and quit faking the funk
And oh yeah, stay off my dick, haha
Really doe
*laughing*
[Verse 3]
I let my demons lose when I hit the 8 juice
And I leave a trail of stiffs when I'm high of a spliff
n***as talk sh** so I talk a lot of sh**, too
n***as wanna diss, f** them and their whole crew
In fact n***as thank ya for stockin' a n***as bank up
Yeah, I'm livin' swell but I'm a gangsta like Dresta
No not the doctor, physician or the MD
Dresta's an O.G., Doc is a phony
Only the real real still can chill with me
And the rest can't f** with E
Cause I'm the O.G. that'll bring you down
The devil's son in law, king of the underground
Good to go with the flow that I throw
Givin' ya mo' to let a motherf**er know
That I can get wreck on the set and make ya small
Cause you know I ain't a joke
I'm a motherf**in' loc, and my name is Eazy-E
[Outro; spoken word]
Eazy muthaphukkin E
But you b**hes can just call me E
A real n***a from the C-P-T
Kickin' a** and asking questions later
Oh yeah, don't get smoked, loc
And I'm out, motherf**ers