Dump dump on a nigga with a quickness And they got no cure for this sickness I get paid for the way that I kick this Like a g-ster, an OG-ster (who's that?) A real nigga named Eazy And I live my life straight crazy Don't need no punk niggas payin me And broke groupie-ass bitches don't faze me I take two step back and release myself To put platinum-ass cuts on the record shelf I don't brag, but i tell it like it straight-up is Before you do a record, nigga, handle your business And don't get caught slippin on the under Or you might wonder (what's up with them ends, nigga?) I call a spade a spade and get paid G's show the way, so i give love to 'em
E-A-Z-Y, must I chase the cat and be a dog, a straight-up hog I leapfrog to the sound of a gangsta beat So I can hear my shit bumpin on a Compton street That OG, C-R-I-P and S, G and S Hip-Hop thugsta, so quick to rush ya Straight to the dirt, fool I do work Nobody move, nobody get hurt That's how it is when it come to me Cause I'm the long dick bust-a-nut nigga named Eazy Bitches can't see me, hos say I'm crazy But I don't think so, cause I'm just loco I gives a fuck about a skanless bitch let me hit it one time if you suck this dick I don't trip, gives my dough to no ho That's how it is, but I gives love to ya