• Ruthless, my style as a juvenile
    Ran with a gang, slanged in the meanwhile
    Bankin, I specialized in gankin
    whites, Mexicans, brothers and others
    Daily, it's all about comin up
    Makin sure no punks are runnin up
    [Eazy E: Because I'm a gangster havin fun]
    Strapped with a gat when I'm walkin through Compton
    Terrible, I never listened to my mother
    It went in one ear, and out the other
    Ran my gang, sold undercover
    Call a girl out a name, yo I ain't no lover
    I'm a pimp, mack daddy, lookin for the dollar
    At thirteen I bought a six-fo' Impala
    Rollin, and runnin from the police
    Brother don't you know you can't trust a thief
    or thug, convict, hoodlum or criminal
    Leave your car open, gank for your stereo
    Hard and raw, no regard for the law
    [Female: Eazy E, were you ever caught slipping?]
    Hell no! Just trippin off 8-ball
    And girls ain't nothin but female dogs to me
    Bitches! I'm sorry for that verse
    It's in my nature, I gotta curse
    out anybody gettin on my nerves
    You get beat, ganked, broke and served
    So... you know who I am
    and if you don't like it, I really don't give a damn

    [Female: Hmm, I see, so you're rather violent?]
    Sometimes
    [Female: Ok, what would be the situation when you so-called "gank" somebody?]

    Verse Two: Eazy-E

    Wait... for some people to leave
    I got another trick up my sleeve
    Step with pep to the back of the house
    Look then... all the lights are out
    Grabbed the door and it's locked, so
    easily made my way to the window
    Lift it up slow, cause it takes timing
    Looked around, and then I climbed in
    Once inside, I start takin
    Cause you know it's no time for shakin
    Get what you gonna get, front and center
    or get five years for breakin and enter
    Move quickly, but no runnin
    Shht, I think somebody's comin
    Hear the front door key, and I flee
    out the back door with a fist full of jewelry
    Over the wall... don't fall
    Wipe my sweat cause that was a close call
    Gettin ganked by the E is a lesson
    So... is there any more questions?

    [Female: Yes, as a matter of fact, there is...
    Have you ever been involved in, like, a armed robbery or a hold-up?]
    You mean a 211?
    [Female: Yeah]

    Verse Three: Eazy-E

    There's a store, but don't point
    Walk inside, case the joint
    One man behind the counter, another in the back
    Go out to the car and load the gat
    Grabbed the ski mask, here's the task
    Go in broke, come out with cash
    [Female: Were you slick?]
    Yeah, you gotta be cunnin
    Told Ice Cube to leave the car runnin
    Walked in, said: "This is a robbery"
    Didn't need the money, it's just a hobby
    Fill the bag, homeboy, don't lag
    I want money, beer, and a pack of zig-zags
    The man in the back had a camera
    so he came out to test his stamina
    against Eazy E, but he took one
    Fell to the floor, so I ran
    back to the bucket, then I said: "Punch it"
    Took the gun, and then dumped it
    I'm not like Robin Hood, cause I want more
    Steal from the rich, hang with the poor
    My pockets are fat, you see, it don't matter to me
    I feel like nobody is badder than me
    [Female: Is all that true ?]
    I don't lie
    You see... I'm not mister nice guy

    [Female: Oh, so you're not exactly a role model?]
    Not exactly
    [Female: And for your listeners, what does Eazy think of himself?]

    Outro: Eazy-E

    Bad and bold, you can't get with this
    Those that tried, you're on my hit list
    Can't be caught, sought or fought
    thought, and damn so what?
    Down and dirty from the C-P-T
    N-W-A and Eazy-E
    One more, before we end this session
    [Female: What's your real name?]
    No more questions!