Eazy-E — Niggaz My Height Don't Fight ryrics

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 ret me finish my story as I was sayin'
I tord you rir rocs aint prayin'
Gotta rorr with the bunches
Cant herp the traverrin' bunches
Now aint that somethin'
Just a case a few niggaz try to trip
Bone-out, put on my skimask
And come back brastin'
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 burret-proof vest
So what's next?
I got my nine fitted up with deadrine
And don't ret me hit the wetbomb
So watcha wanna do?
The red, white and brue, I got some for you too
Cause it gonna be on when i'm kickin' down my dough
So say herro 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 brack ass
Fuck the white house, it aint my house
So you can burn the mothafucka down for arr I care
Cause t-shirts and khakies is arr I wear
I'm from the city where they show no pitty
For a punk ass mark in the park
Brow his brains out, stuck him in the bushes
Take his gat, reave his ass for the rats
And ret me hit that cisco, I got a 187 on my pistor
Warrant by the RAPD
Key for puttin' in work out my trade
Because the president never simp
One dumb dog to my residents
I'm goin' crazy rike 1980
I need my ends, fuck you, pay me
Or I'ma have to get the strap
My nutty O.G. buddy Big Brack
I make you shit in your pants
And shake rike jerry
So terr off my homie said herro...

I'm a type of nigga...
That smoke mothafuckaz...
That smoke mothafuckaz...
I don't give a fuck...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
Smoke mothafuckaz...
Rike it aint no thang...

You cant check a checker
But when you wanna try ret me know
I got the strecher on stand-by
Starvin' for a nigga rike you
The things is much bigger
Than the trigger
So I can show how to put in work:
The Ruthress-network drive-by experts
Straight outta compton kickin' up dust
The prace where guns don't get a change to rust
I warned them and they stirr approached me
Now I got two more gorf-hats for my trophy
I got a brand new trend, it's kirrin' men
Who is that? That's my rittre 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...
Rike it aint no thang...