Eric Lynn Wright (born September 7, 1964; died March 26, 1995) known profes… Read Full Bio ↴Eric Lynn Wright (born September 7, 1964; died March 26, 1995) known professionally as Eazy-E, was an American rapper, songwriter, record producer, and rap mogul who propelled West Coast rap and gangsta rap by leading the group N.W.A and its label, Ruthless Records, pushing the boundaries of lyrical content.
Born and raised in Compton, a small yet violent city near Los Angeles, Wright had several legal troubles before founding Ruthless in 1987. After a short solo career with frequent collaboration with Ice Cube and Dr. Dre, they joined, forming N.W.A, later that year.
N.W.A's debut studio album, Straight Outta Compton, was released in 1988. Controversial upon release, it is now ranked among the greatest and most influential albums. The group released its third and final studio album, Niggaz4Life.
N.W.A began to split up after Jerry Heller became the band's manager. Dr. Dre recalls: "The split came when Jerry Heller got involved. He played the divide and conquer game. Instead of taking care of everybody, he picked one nigga to take care of and that was Eazy. And Eazy was like, 'I'm taken care of, so fuck it'." Dr. Dre and The D.O.C. sent Suge Knight to look into Eazy-E's financial situation as they began to grow suspicious of Eazy-E and Jerry Heller. Dr. Dre and The D.O.C. asked Eazy-E to release him from Ruthless, but Eazy-E refused. The impasse led to what reportedly transpired between Suge Knight and Eazy-E at the recording studio where Niggaz4life was recorded. After he refused to release Dr. Dre and The D.O.C., Suge Knight told Eazy-E that he had kidnapped Jerry Heller and was holding him prisoner in a van. This did not convince Eazy-E to release Dr. Dre and The D.O.C. from Ruthless, and Suge Knight threatened Eazy-E's family: Suge Knight gave Eazy-E a piece of paper that contained Eazy's mother's address, telling him, "I know where your mama stays." Eazy-E finally signed Dr. Dre and The D.O.C.'s releases, officially ending N.W.A.
The feud with Dr. Dre continued after a track on Dre's debut album The Chronic, "Fuck wit Dre Day (And Everybody's Celebratin')", contained lyrics that insulted Eazy-E. Eazy responded with the EP, It's On (Dr. Dre) 187um Killa, featuring the tracks "Real Muthaphuckkin G's" and "It's On". The album, which was released on October 25, 1993, contains pictures of Dre wearing "lacy outfits and makeup" when he was a member of the Electro-hop World Class Wreckin' Cru.
During N.W.A's splintering Eazy-E resumed his solo career released two EPs. Yet he remained more significant behind the scenes, signing and nationally debuting the rap group Bone Thugs-N-Harmony from 1993 to 1994.
On February 24, 1995, Wright was admitted to the Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles with a violent cough. He was diagnosed with HIV/AIDS. He announced his illness in a public statement on March 16, 1995. During the week of March 20, having already made amends with Ice Cube, he drafted a final message to his fans. On March 26, 1995, Eazy-E died from AIDS-induced pneumonia, one month after his diagnosis. He was 30 years old (most reports at the time said he was 31 due to the falsification of his date of birth by one year). He was buried on April 7, 1995, at Rose Hills Memorial Park in Whittier, California. Over 3,000 people attended his funeral, including Jerry Heller and DJ Yella. He was buried in a gold casket, and was dressed in a flannel shirt, jeans, and his Compton hat. On January 30, 1996, ten months after Eazy-E's death, his final album, Str8 off tha Streetz of Muthaphukkin Compton was released.
Easy had 11 children, one of which, Eric, would start his own rap career under the name Lil Eazy-E.
Born and raised in Compton, a small yet violent city near Los Angeles, Wright had several legal troubles before founding Ruthless in 1987. After a short solo career with frequent collaboration with Ice Cube and Dr. Dre, they joined, forming N.W.A, later that year.
N.W.A's debut studio album, Straight Outta Compton, was released in 1988. Controversial upon release, it is now ranked among the greatest and most influential albums. The group released its third and final studio album, Niggaz4Life.
N.W.A began to split up after Jerry Heller became the band's manager. Dr. Dre recalls: "The split came when Jerry Heller got involved. He played the divide and conquer game. Instead of taking care of everybody, he picked one nigga to take care of and that was Eazy. And Eazy was like, 'I'm taken care of, so fuck it'." Dr. Dre and The D.O.C. sent Suge Knight to look into Eazy-E's financial situation as they began to grow suspicious of Eazy-E and Jerry Heller. Dr. Dre and The D.O.C. asked Eazy-E to release him from Ruthless, but Eazy-E refused. The impasse led to what reportedly transpired between Suge Knight and Eazy-E at the recording studio where Niggaz4life was recorded. After he refused to release Dr. Dre and The D.O.C., Suge Knight told Eazy-E that he had kidnapped Jerry Heller and was holding him prisoner in a van. This did not convince Eazy-E to release Dr. Dre and The D.O.C. from Ruthless, and Suge Knight threatened Eazy-E's family: Suge Knight gave Eazy-E a piece of paper that contained Eazy's mother's address, telling him, "I know where your mama stays." Eazy-E finally signed Dr. Dre and The D.O.C.'s releases, officially ending N.W.A.
The feud with Dr. Dre continued after a track on Dre's debut album The Chronic, "Fuck wit Dre Day (And Everybody's Celebratin')", contained lyrics that insulted Eazy-E. Eazy responded with the EP, It's On (Dr. Dre) 187um Killa, featuring the tracks "Real Muthaphuckkin G's" and "It's On". The album, which was released on October 25, 1993, contains pictures of Dre wearing "lacy outfits and makeup" when he was a member of the Electro-hop World Class Wreckin' Cru.
During N.W.A's splintering Eazy-E resumed his solo career released two EPs. Yet he remained more significant behind the scenes, signing and nationally debuting the rap group Bone Thugs-N-Harmony from 1993 to 1994.
On February 24, 1995, Wright was admitted to the Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles with a violent cough. He was diagnosed with HIV/AIDS. He announced his illness in a public statement on March 16, 1995. During the week of March 20, having already made amends with Ice Cube, he drafted a final message to his fans. On March 26, 1995, Eazy-E died from AIDS-induced pneumonia, one month after his diagnosis. He was 30 years old (most reports at the time said he was 31 due to the falsification of his date of birth by one year). He was buried on April 7, 1995, at Rose Hills Memorial Park in Whittier, California. Over 3,000 people attended his funeral, including Jerry Heller and DJ Yella. He was buried in a gold casket, and was dressed in a flannel shirt, jeans, and his Compton hat. On January 30, 1996, ten months after Eazy-E's death, his final album, Str8 off tha Streetz of Muthaphukkin Compton was released.
Easy had 11 children, one of which, Eric, would start his own rap career under the name Lil Eazy-E.
Boyz 'N The Hood
Eazy-E Lyrics
Cruisin' down the street in my '64
Jockin' the freaks, clockin' the dough
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there cold-shootin' some hoops
A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rollin', Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
"It's all about makin' that GTA"
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, man
Yo, man
Yo, yo, yo man
Yo, man
Yo, man
Get the fuck out
Pump that
Pump that
Pump, p-pump, p-pump that
Pump that
Pump that bass
Motherfucker, say what?
Donald B's in the place to give me the pace
He said my man JD is on freebase
The boy JD was a friend of mine
'Til I caught him in my car tryin' to steal a Alpine
Chased him up the street to call a truce
The silly cluck head pulls out a deuce-deuce
Little did he know I had a loaded twelve-gauge
One sucker dead, LA Times front page
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, Leroy
Y-Y-Y-Y-Yo, Leroy
Y-Y-Y-Y-Yo, Leroy
Yo, Leroy
Yo, Leroy
Beer drink
Beer drink
B-B-Beer drink
Beer drink
Beer drink
Beer drinkin', breath stinkin', sniffin' glue
Bored as hell and I wanna get ill
So I went to a place where my homeboys chill
The fellows out there makin' that dollar
I pulled up in my '64 Impala
They greet me with a forty and I started drinkin'
And from the eight-ball my breath start stinkin'
Left to get my girl, to rock that body
Before I left I hit the Bacardi
Went to her house to get her out of the pad
Dumb hoe said somethin' that made me mad
She said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave
She started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the ho
Her father jumped out and he started to shout
So I him threw a right cross, cold-knocked him out
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do you think you are, Mr. Big Stuff?
Rock this motherfucker like "Three The Hard Way"
I'm rollin' hard, now I'm under control
Done wrapped my '64 around a telephone pole
I looked at my car and I said, "Oh brother"
Throw it in the gutter and go buy another
Walkin' home and I see the G ride
Now Kat is drivin', Kilo on the side
As they busted a U, they got pulled over
An undercover cop in a dark green Nova
Kat got beat for resistin' arrest
He socked a pig in the head for rippin' his Guess
Now G is caught for doin' the crime
Fourth offense on the boy, he'll do some time
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
L.A. playa
Big drum
Big drum
B-B-B-B-Big drum
Big drum
Big drum
Big drum beater
I went to get them out but there was no bail
The fellas 'cause a riot in the county jail
Two days later in municipal court
Kilo G on trial, cold cut a fart
"Disruption of the court," said the judge
On a six-year sentence, my man didn't budge
Bailiff came over to turn him in
Kilo G looked up and gave a grin
He yelled out, "Fire!", then came Suzy
The bitch came in with a sub-machine Uzi
Police shot the girl but didn't hurt her
Both upstate for attempted murder
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Get, get, get, get
Get, get
Get, get, get, get, get
Get busy y'all, y-y-y-y'all
Aw
You motherfucker
Jockin' the freaks, clockin' the dough
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there cold-shootin' some hoops
A car pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Camino rollin', Kilo G
He rolls down his window and he started to say
"It's all about makin' that GTA"
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, man
Yo, man
Yo, yo, yo man
Yo, man
Yo, man
Get the fuck out
Pump that
Pump that
Pump, p-pump, p-pump that
Pump that
Pump that bass
Motherfucker, say what?
Donald B's in the place to give me the pace
He said my man JD is on freebase
The boy JD was a friend of mine
'Til I caught him in my car tryin' to steal a Alpine
Chased him up the street to call a truce
The silly cluck head pulls out a deuce-deuce
Little did he know I had a loaded twelve-gauge
One sucker dead, LA Times front page
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash, we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, Leroy
Y-Y-Y-Y-Yo, Leroy
Y-Y-Y-Y-Yo, Leroy
Yo, Leroy
Yo, Leroy
Beer drink
Beer drink
B-B-Beer drink
Beer drink
Beer drink
Beer drinkin', breath stinkin', sniffin' glue
Bored as hell and I wanna get ill
So I went to a place where my homeboys chill
The fellows out there makin' that dollar
I pulled up in my '64 Impala
They greet me with a forty and I started drinkin'
And from the eight-ball my breath start stinkin'
Left to get my girl, to rock that body
Before I left I hit the Bacardi
Went to her house to get her out of the pad
Dumb hoe said somethin' that made me mad
She said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave
She started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the ho
Her father jumped out and he started to shout
So I him threw a right cross, cold-knocked him out
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do you think you are, Mr. Big Stuff?
Rock this motherfucker like "Three The Hard Way"
I'm rollin' hard, now I'm under control
Done wrapped my '64 around a telephone pole
I looked at my car and I said, "Oh brother"
Throw it in the gutter and go buy another
Walkin' home and I see the G ride
Now Kat is drivin', Kilo on the side
As they busted a U, they got pulled over
An undercover cop in a dark green Nova
Kat got beat for resistin' arrest
He socked a pig in the head for rippin' his Guess
Now G is caught for doin' the crime
Fourth offense on the boy, he'll do some time
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
L.A. playa
Big drum
Big drum
B-B-B-B-Big drum
Big drum
Big drum
Big drum beater
I went to get them out but there was no bail
The fellas 'cause a riot in the county jail
Two days later in municipal court
Kilo G on trial, cold cut a fart
"Disruption of the court," said the judge
On a six-year sentence, my man didn't budge
Bailiff came over to turn him in
Kilo G looked up and gave a grin
He yelled out, "Fire!", then came Suzy
The bitch came in with a sub-machine Uzi
Police shot the girl but didn't hurt her
Both upstate for attempted murder
'Cause the boys in the hood are always hard
You come talkin' that trash we'll pull your card
Knowin' nothin' in life, but to be legit
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Get, get, get, get
Get, get
Get, get, get, get, get
Get busy y'all, y-y-y-y'all
Aw
You motherfucker
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Mark Morris, Mike Vlahakis, Chase Texas, Chad Ribinson, O'Shea Jackson, Andre Young, Eric Wright
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@lukas_l2311
1995: R.I.P. Eazy E
1996: R.I.P. Tupac
1997: R.I.P. The Notorious B.I.G.
1999: R.I.P. Big L
2000: R.I.P. Big Punisher
2002: R.I.P. Jam Master Jay
2004: R.I.P. Mac Dre
2004: R.I.P Ol' dirty bastard
2006: R.I.P. Proof
2007: R.I.P Pimp C
2011: R.I.P. Nate Dogg
2017: R.I.P. Prodigy
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My favourit: Nate
Nobody of these legends get forgotten.
Damn that hurts :(
@shanky1751
Came here to refresh my ears after the Megan thee stallion remix
@hy-fp5jk
Fr😂
@Kiwi-zs5lb
It’s a disrepect to easy-e and the rest of NWA
@notannoying723
same
@mathcrafter6108
Same she tried to remix a legends song it just don’t work
@ig-daddy.perc3056
@@SteVe-nu1vi yes
@eazymuthaphukkine3668
27 years ago today the Godfather of Gangsta Rap died.
R.I.P Eazy-E 🕊️(1964-1995) You will never be forgotten
@thatrollinstoner7437
Eric Lynn Wright. Still on the top of my playlists. Fucking legend.
@HCY912
@@thatrollinstoner7437 yes sir same here
@davidtyndall3786
1964. Major gear spins. That was it. In that’s life Of Great Man