N****z My Height Don't Fight

Gimme this, gimme that, gimme this, gimme that Bitch, step back and stop tryna jack But mister dopeman, dopeman, can I get a hit? No, ho, but you can get my duck sick But let me finish my story, as I was sayin' I told you lil' locs ain't playin' Gotta roll with the punches Can't help the travellin' bunches Now, ain't that somethin'? Just in case a few niggas try to trip Bone-out, put on my ski-mask and come back blastin' 'Cause niggas my height don't fight My name is Eazy-E, you're motherfuckin' right They must to thought I was a buster You're wearin' your bullet-proof vest So what's next? I got my nine filled up with teflon And don't let me hit the wet bomb So what ya wanna do? The red, white and blue I got some for you, too 'Cause this gon' be on when I'm kickin' down doors So say hello to my new .44 I'm the type of nigga That smokes motherfuckers I'm the type of nigga That smokes motherfuckers I don't give a fuck, fuck Smoke motherfuckers I'ma smoke motherfuckers 'Cause I'm the "E" So you can kiss my black ass Fuck the White House, it ain't my house So you can burn the motherfuckers down for all I care 'Cause t-shirts and khakis is all I wear I'm from the city where they show no pity For a punk-ass mark in the park Blow his brains out, stuff him in the bushes Take his gat, leave his ass for the rats And if he hit that Cisco I got a 187 on my pistol Wanted by the L.A.P.D.K For puttin' in work out my tray Because the president never sent One damn dime to my residence 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 Jell-O So tell all my homies said hello I'm the type of nigga That smokes motherfuckers I'm the type of nigga That smokes motherfuckers I don't give a fuck Smoke motherfuckers Smoke motherfuckers like it ain't no thang You can't check a checker But when you wanna try let me know I got the stretcher on stand-by Starvin' for a nigga like you That thinks his heart is much bigger than a 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 chance 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 motherfuckers like it ain't no thang