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 aint playin´
Gotta roll with the bunches
Cant help the travellin´ bunches
Now aint that somethin´
Just a case a few niggaz try to trip
Bone-out, put on my skimask
And come back blastin´
Cause niggaz my height don´t fight
My name is Eazy-E
You´re mothafuckin´ right
They must to thought I was a busta
Wearin´ your bullet-proof vest
So what´s next?
I got my nine fitted up with deadline
And don´t let me hit the wetbomb
So watcha wanna do?
The red, white and blue, I got some for you too
Cause it gonna be on when i´m kickin´ down my dough
So say hello to my new 44...

I´m a type of nigga...
That smokes mothafuckaz...
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 aint my house
So you can burn the mothafucka down for all I care
Cause t-shirts and khakies is all I wear
I´m from the city where they show no pitty
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
Warrant by the LAPD
Key for puttin´ in work out my trade
Because the president never simp
One dumb dog to my residents
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 jelly
So tell off my homie said hello...

I´m a type of nigga...
That smoke mothafuckaz...
That smoke mothafuckaz...
I don´t give a fuck...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
Like it aint no thang...

You cant check a checker
But when you wanna try let me know
I got the strecher on stand-by
Starvin´ for a nigga like you
The things 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 change to rust
I warned them and they 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 aint no thang...