Eazy 1, 2, 3

[Verse 1: Eazy-E]
A typical street corner ass n*gga
Once a n*gga always a n*gga now a public figure
But I can still serve a muthaf*cka if I have too cause I'm slanging them thangs n*gga
I roll deep with a crew or a posse
n*ggas cuttin' throat, Murder She Wrote for the Eazy-E, fool
f*ck with the veteran, still a better man than the next man, then again
I can still put a chrome nine to your dome
Boom n*gga boom n*gga no Milkbone
Yippie-yi-yay your ass back the f*ck on home
Stay the f*ck off the sherm and crack and "Just Say No"

[Verse 2: Phalos Mode]
My definition of a b*tch n*gga
Aww sh*t, get pistol whipped, need to sit down when he p*ss
Cause I beat em treat em f*ck em like 1 2 3
The legend of gangster rap is Eazy-E
Still gangsta ruthless, leaving muthaf*cka's toothless
I was sign to sky before I do this. a n*gga gone
I guess I see you at the crossroads, a n*gga with an attitude, my name from last month

[hook]
I meet em treat em f*ck em Eazy 123
We meet em treat em f*ck em Eazy 123
I meet em treat em f*ck em Eazy 123
We meet em treat em f*ck em Eazy 123

[Verse 3]
That's where the streets hits the radio
And give the love like he supposed to
Y'all don't wanna death in the studio
Another scandal for me and E to handle
Raised my 64 11 on the roll
Bang, Los Angeles slang
Like a double barrel, E point right in tha game
Big lotion ya ass see smoke glower
Now f*cking with legends Eazy with a weapon
Cash is trading killer cross-over
Jump in the game, and b*tches slanged my name
Violent reporter the streets out of order
Projects corner and gangster were 'fore us
I hit blocks of a double-shot
Show my face on the block I give a f*ck about a cop
Male black attitude, n*gga f*ck you
Stomping n*ggas from South Central ? Compton

[Hook]
I meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
I meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123

[Verse 4: Eazy-E]
Now what the f*ck is worse than 1 punk n*gga?
2 punk n*ggas, add em up and get the picture
One's a f*cking fag from the days and one's a busta
I was born a pimp, a mack daddy and a hustla
You can take the n*gga off the streets but you can't take the streets out the n*gga. Once a n*gga still a n*gga
f*cking hoes I do mean f*cking steadily, I f*cked your b*tch (ahh) cause she was begging me
Your b*tch ain't nothin' but a piece of c*ck to me
She dropped the drawers when she found out I was Eazy
She licked the balls and sucked the di*k I came heavily
(ooh get me ready E, f*ck me steadily)

[Verse 5: Phalos Mode]
Why these n*ggas sippin' Haterade
Drinking on b*tch Kool-Aid
For the name of Easy n*ggas get sprayed
Now I'm in my lowrider and this candy-paint
Stash spot for the Glock
n*gga think I aim, I am with a five full of five gangsta was ?? big, paper drill, on the quest for mills
Now everybody say they are thugging
But when the gun blast see n*ggas running, I leave no witnesses

[Bridge]
Punk n*ggas always tryna hate and they be always talking sh*t
But when they sober they all hesitate cause they don't know who they f*cking with
Long live real gangsta sh*t and tell your ho get off my di*k
Cause we gone finish of the legacy and keep the family so legit

[Hook]
I meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
I meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
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We meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
I meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
I meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
We meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
I meet em treat em f*ck em eazy 123
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