Gimmie this, gimmie that, gimmie this, gimmie that,
Bitch, step back and don't try to jack.
"But mister dopeman, dopeman, can I get a hit?"
No, hoe but you can get my duck sick!
But let me finish my story as I was sayin',
I told you lil' locs ain't playin'.
Gotta roll with the bunches,
Can't help but travel in bunches,
Now ain't that somethin'?
Just a case a few niggaz try to trip,
Bone-out, put on my ski mask,
And come back blastin',
Cause niggaz my height don't fight.
My name is Eazy E, you're mothafuckin' right.
They musta,
Thought I was a busta.
Wearin' your bullet proof vest,
So what's next?
I got my nine fitted up with Teflon,And don't let me hit the wetbomb.
So watcha wanna do?
The red, white and blue, I got something for you too,
Cause it gonna be on when I'm kickin' down doors,
So say hello to my new 44!
I'm the type of nigga that smokes mothafuckaz,
I'm the type of nigga that smokes mothafuckaz,
I don't give a fuck fuck, smoke mothafuckaz,
I'ma smoke mothafuckaz!
Cause I'm the "E"!
So you can kiss my black ass,
Fuck the white house,
It ain't my house,
So you can burn the mothafucka down for all I care,
Cause t-shirts and khakis is all I wear!
I'm from the city,
Where they show no pity.
For a punk ass mark,
In the park.
Blow his brains out, stuck him in the bushes, take his gat,
Leave his ass for the rats.
And let me hit that Cisco,
I got a 187 on my pistol,
Wanted by the LAPD-k,
For puttin' in work on my trade.
Because the president never sent,
One damn dog to my residence.
I'm goin' crazy like 1980,
I need my ends, fuck you, pay me!
Or I'ma have to get the strap,
My nutty O.G. buddy Big Black.
I make you shit in your pants and shake like Jello,
So tell all my homies I said hello.
I'm the type of nigga that smokes mothafuckaz,
I'm the type of nigga that smokes mothafuckaz,
I don't give a fuck, smoke mothafuckaz,
Smoke mothafuckaz like it ain't no thang.
You can't check a checker, but when you wanna try,
Let me know I got the stretcher on stand-by.
Starvin' for a nigga like you,
That thinks his heart is much bigger
Than the trigger.
So I can show how to put in work:
The Ruthless-network drive-by experts.
Straight outta Compton kickin' up dust,
The place where guns don't get a chance to rust.
I warned 'em and he still approached me,
Now I got two more golf-hats for my trophy.
I got a brand new trend, it's killin' men,
Who is that? That's my little friend.
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck,
I don't give a fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck,
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck,
Smoke mothafuckaz like it ain't no thang!
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