[Intro: DJ Yella & Eazy-E]
Ey man, we gotta do a radio version of this song
Let it ride, I think I got something for it (for it, for it, for it...)

[Verse 1]
Well I'm Eazy-E, I got women galore
You may have a lot of women, but I got much more
Wit my super-duper group coming out the chute
Eazy-E, home girls, cold knocking the boots
'Cause I'm a hip-hop thugster, I used to be a mugster
If you heard "Dope Man", you think I own a drugstore
Gettin' stupid 'cause I got it like that
And if a sucker talks trash, I give him a (smack!)
8-ball sipping, the women are flipping
Slow down, I hit a dip and continue my tripping
Hitting my switches, collect from my sehctib
The money that I make, so I can add to my riches
Fill my stash box and start rubbing my gat
Feeling good as hell 'cause my pockets are fat
A hardcore villain cold roaming the streets
And wit a homie like Dre just supplying the beats

[Chorus]
Because I'm a gangsta having fun
Always got the knuckleheads on the run
Hitting like that, I'll make you ask what was it
Boy, you should have known by now: Eazy-Duz-It
[Bridge]
("I was") ("knocking muthafuckas out")
("What's your name, boy?") ("Funky, fresh Eazy-E")
("Kick-kick that!")
("Where you from, fool?") ("Compton") ("Yeah!")

[Verse 2]
Rolling through the hood, cold tearing it up
Stick my head out the window and I say: what's up?
To the homies on the corner cold bumping the box
But you know that's an alibi for slanging the rocks
A dice game started so I pulled out a buck
Then I put my car in parked, so I can try my luck
Hard to roll with my girl jocking 24-7
Rolled one time, ate 'em up, hit 11 (Rock that shit, homie!)
Got another point, I made a ten a fo'
Was cleaning up fast and was itching for mo'
Laughing in their faces, 'cause your boy was too quick
'Til one fool got jealous, said "you're makin' me sick"
He acted real stupid, knew he wouldn't last
So I said to myself: homeboy, you better think fast
He went "damn", then I went "money gone!"
As you can see, I cold broke his (Haha!)

[Chorus]
Because I'm a gangsta having fun
Always got the knuckleheads on the run
Hitting like that, I'll make you ask what was it
Boy, you should have known by now, Eazy-Duz-It
[Interlude: Eazy-E, Dr. Dre & MC Ren]
Wait a minute, wait a minute - who does it?
I said Eazy does it. But how does he do it?
"Eazy duz it, do it eazy, that's what I'm doing"
("Stop!") Man, whatcha gonna do now?

[Verse 3]
Now I'ma break it down just to tell a little story
Straight out the box from the gangsta category
About a sucker, a sucker named Tucker
He's addicted, he's a smoker but in Compton called a clucker
He used to have a house, car and golden rings
But the cooky cooky crack took all those things
He must've been starving 'cause he broke in my house
Caught the fool on the block and cold knocked the boy out
Now I'm wanted for assault that I had to commit
Yeah, I went to jail, but that wasn't it
Got to the station about a quarter to nine
Call my girl to get me out, 'cause I was down for mine
The girl was a trip, cold hung up the phone
Now my only phone call was in the ganking zone
All the things I did for her, like keeping her on top
I swear when I get out, it's gonna have to stop
Well, by now you could guess that it was just my luck
The bailiff of the station was a neighborhood cluck
I looked him straight in the eye and said: "What's up?"
And said "Let's make a deal, you know I'll do you up"
Now back on the streets and I'm feelin' good
I caught the stupid girl in the neighborhood
Pulled her by the hair and it was all because
I had to show the girl what time it was
[Chorus]
Because I'm a gangsta having fun
Always got the knuckleheads on the run
Hitting like that, I'll make you ask what was it
Boy, you should have known by now, Eazy-Duz-It

[Outro]
From around the way, born in '73
Hardcore B-boy named Eazy-E
It's '88 now, '73's obsolete
Boy with a serious attitude and a 100% street, heh...