Eazy 1, 2, 3 lyrics

[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 mothaf*cka if I have to
Cuz, I'm slanging them thangs, n*gga
I roll deep with the crew, oh, a posse (Yeah)
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 (Uh), I can still put a chrome 9 to your dome
Po' n*gga, po' n*gga, no Milkbone
Yippie-ki-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, ah 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 and Ruthless, leaving mothaf*ckas toothless
I was high as the sky before I drew this
A n*gga gone, I guess I see you at the crossroads
A n*gga with an attitude, my name Phalos Mode

[Chorus: Eazy-E]
I meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
We meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
I meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
We meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
[Verse 3: Loesta]
This where the street meet the radio
And give the love like it s'posed to
Y'all don't want a death in the studio
Another scandal for media to handle (Uh)
Raised my '64, we livin' on the road
Bang, Los Angeles slang
Like a double barrel E pointed right at the game (Haha)
Big Loesta, your SC smoke blower
None f*cking with legends, Eazy, where the weapon?
Cash is threatening, kill a cross-over
Jumped in the game and b*tches slandered my name
Violence, reporters, the streets out of order (Order)
Projects, corners, and gangsters with four-doors
I hit blocks off a double-shot (Shot)
Show my face on the block, I give a f*ck about a cop (Cop)
Male black attitude, n*gga, f*ck you
Stomping n*ggas from South Central to Compton

[Chorus: Eazy-E]
I meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
We meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
I meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
Wemeet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3

[Verse 4: Eazy-E]
Now, what the f*ck is worse than 1 punk n*gga? (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 street
But you can't take the streets out the n*gga
Once a n*gga, still a n*gga
f*cking hoes and I do mean f*cking steadily
I f*cked your b*tch (Uh), '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, heavenly
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 Eazy, n*ggas get sprayed
I'm in my Lowrider, and it's candy-paint
Stash spot for the Glock, n*gga think I ain't
I'm with a 5'5 gangsta with skrill
Big paper drill, on the quest for mills
Now everybody say they thuggin'
But when the gun blast, seeing n*ggas running
I leave no witnesses

[Bridge: Loesta]
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 to get off my di*k
'Cause we gone finish up the legacy and keep the family so legit

[Chorus: Eazy-E]
I meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
We meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
I meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
Wemeet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
I meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
We meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
I meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
Wemeet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
I meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
We meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
I meet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3
Wemeet 'em, treat 'em, f*ck 'em, Eazy 1, 2, 3