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.
Cock the 9
Eazy-E Lyrics
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From the king of badness
I got the shit that makes niggaz want to flip
G'd up all better wit beanies
Sweatin' all the bitches to blow are weanies
Niggaz all getting drunk, and smoking a bum bud
Oh wait here's a punk, pump the trunk
'cause it's a gang of jackers in the front smoking
But I'm color blind and I gotta nine
Threw up the sign I cock the 9, I cock the 9.
Well nigga pop the 9and let it holla
Test drive wit a neighborhood's scholar
Black Impaler, blue chucks on gettin outta
Sucks on hip hop thugsta get the fuck on
Niggaz looking shifty, do they want to diss me, lick me
Show me love or peel my cap quickly
My six sense won't let me slip don't puff wit the draggin' 'em
I'm still toe taggin em, hit the spot wit a don still baggin' 'em
It's the low call, S.A.B on the vocal, blast my way out eazy pay
The way, all you bitch niggaz stay out
[Chorus: x2]
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 ( and everything is fine)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)
It's like dice game, dice game niggaz get they roll'on
Everything's all good till niggaz getting sold on
Here we all get together and shoot, fuck
I grab my gun then I picked up my loot
But I didn't lose shit so it's all good
Leavin pumpin Eazy-E "Boyz n the Hood"
'cause I'm a gangsta so I can relate, most of these
Niggaz is fake and tryin to hate
I put a buster in his place, I put one in his face
Obey my first and give him the taste
That's how I does it, that's how I do it
And the murder weapon that I use you know I threw it
He kept persuading so I had to do it, 'uh' play
For keeps that's the rule of the streets 'uh'.
Dick Tracy all on my nuttz like Cagny and Lacy
And don't faze me, Ruthless is the label that pays me
But this one H.K weighs a ton, words are yellow wit
The ? freaks on a run, bring ya condom in the kingdom
Huh ho from the ceilin to the floor, info red at ya window
Plus the E go hangin out the beamer tho
Drop shit like a seagull, for the people
Ho's make a contribution, but y'all don't hear me tho.
[Chorus: x2]
Tuck ya legs to my dick with the wrap em real tight
Just encase its on and a nigga gotta fight, an a
Nigga gotta bust, but who in the fuck said in god we trust
The shit went down everybody start runnin'
Bitches screamin' and the bullets still comin'
Run into a nigga tryin' to save mine, reach for my gun ah shit!
[Chorus: x2]
The song "Cock the 9" by Eazy-E is a hardcore gangsta rap song that showcases the rapper's aggressive and violent persona. Throughout the track, Eazy-E describes his willingness to use his gun to solve conflicts and maintain respect in his community. He mentions his disregard for rival gang affiliations and claims to be "color-blind" as long as he has his gun to protect himself. He talks about the importance of having a gun in his community and how people respect him for it. He also talks about his association with the Ruthless label and how it pays him. The chorus of the song repeats the line "I cock the 9" to emphasize the theme of using guns in gang warfare.
The first verse talks about how Eazy-E is the king of badness and has the "shit that makes niggaz want to flip." He highlights that he is always ready to protect himself and his reputation with his gun. In the second verse, he talks about the importance of staying alert and keeping one's guard up in the streets. He emphasizes the significance of having his "sixth sense" to avoid danger. In the last verse, Eazy-E details a dice game that turns violent and how he uses his gun to defend himself.
Overall, "Cock the 9" is a rap song that glorifies gun violence and perpetuates the stereotype of gangsta rap. It reinforces the idea that guns are necessary to survive in dangerous communities and that using them is a way to gain respect. However, it also sheds light on the harsh realities of life in the streets and the lengths people will go to protect themselves.
Line by Line Meaning
Here's the latest
I have new music to release
From the king of badness
From a rapper known for being tough and rebellious
I got the shit that makes niggaz want to flip
My music is so good that it makes people excited and energized
G'd up all better wit beanies
Wearing my beanie makes me feel confident and tough
Sweatin' all the bitches to blow are weanies
I am making women excited and willing to perform oral sex
Niggaz all getting drunk, and smoking a bum bud
People are partying and indulging in drugs and alcohol
Oh wait here's a punk, pump the trunk
A rival gang member is nearby, so I am preparing my gun
'cause it's a gang of jackers in the front smoking
There are suspicious and dangerous people in the area
All the hump, some shit was said about blue and red
There was a conflict involving gang colors
But I'm color blind and I gotta nine
I do not see the importance of gang colors and I carry a gun for protection
Threw up the sign I cock the 9, I cock the 9.
I am signaling that I am prepared to use my gun
Well nigga pop the 9and let it holla
Use your gun and make some noise
Test drive wit a neighborhood's scholar
Collaborate with someone from my community
Black Impaler, blue chucks on gettin outta
Wearing black and blue shoes while leaving a situation
Sucks on hip hop thugsta get the fuck on
I do not care about fake people who pretend to be tough in the music industry
Niggaz looking shifty, do they want to diss me, lick me
People are acting strangely and I am not sure if they are trying to harm or help me
Show me love or peel my cap quickly
Either show me respect or face the consequences
My six sense won't let me slip don't puff wit the draggin' em
My intuition keeps me safe and I do not associate with suspicious people
I'm still toe taggin em, hit the spot wit a don still baggin' em
I am still killing people and making money through illegal means
It's the low call, S.A.B on the vocal, blast my way out eazy pay
I am using my talent in music to escape difficult situations and make money
The way, all you bitch niggaz stay out
I do not want weak people around me
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 ( and everything is fine)
I am ready to defend myself and everything is under control
My homey pop the 9
My friend is also prepared to use his gun
It's like dice game, dice game niggaz get they roll'on
Life is like a game of chance where people must take risks
Everything's all good till niggaz getting sold on
Everything is fine until people get caught up in illegal activities
But I didn't lose shit so it's all good
I did not face any consequences for my actions so I am not worried
Leavin pumpin Eazy-E "Boyz n the Hood"
I am leaving while listening to my own music
'cause I'm a gangsta so I can relate, most of these
I am a true gangster and understand the lifestyle, unlike most other rappers
Niggaz is fake and tryin to hate
Other rappers are fake and are jealous of me
I put a buster in his place, I put one in his face
I am not afraid to use violence against those who disrespect or challenge me
Obey my first and give him the taste
I am the leader of my gang and expect others to follow and respect me
That's how I does it, that's how I do it
This is my method of operating and it has been successful for me
And the murder weapon that I use you know I threw it
I dispose of the evidence after committing a crime
He kept persuading so I had to do it, 'uh' play
Someone was pressuring me and I had no choice but to use violence
For keeps that's the rule of the streets 'uh'.
Violence and crime are part of the code in urban areas
Dick Tracy all on my nuttz like Cagny and Lacy
People are talking about me and noticing my success and fame
And don't faze me, Ruthless is the label that pays me
I am not bothered by people talking about me because I am making money through my music
But this one H.K weighs a ton, words are yellow wit
My gun is heavy and powerful, and my lyrics are intimidating
The ? freaks on a run, bring ya condom in the kingdom
Women are attracted to me and I am sexually active
Huh ho from the ceilin to the floor, info red at ya window
People are paying attention to me and I am all over the news
Plus the E go hangin out the beamer tho
I am driving a BMW and displaying my wealth and success
Drop shit like a seagull, for the people
I am releasing new music that people will enjoy and appreciate
Ho's make a contribution, but y'all don't hear me tho.
Women contribute to my success but are often overlooked
Tuck ya legs to my dick with the wrap em real tight
I am bragging about my sexual prowess
Just encase its on and a nigga gotta fight, an a
I am prepared for violence and conflict
Nigga gotta bust, but who in the fuck said in god we trust
I am willing to use my gun, regardless of religious beliefs
The shit went down everybody start runnin'
Something has gone wrong and people are panicking
Bitches screamin' and the bullets still comin'
People are screaming in fear while the violence continues
Run into a nigga tryin' to save mine, reach for my gun ah shit!
I encounter someone who I believe will harm me, so I prepare to use violence
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Y, ERIC WRIGHT, LORENZO JERALD PATTERSON
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Zain Ismail
Make this viral again y'all
flash papi 67sang
Still in all g'z hearts in 2023!!!!👌❤️
Andrei Galaxy
he will always be
Psychotic_Okami
I wish that this album got more looks
TheFoolioJones
got my friends into this back in 2010 and we still talk about it now
Victor Davies
“The king 🤴🏽 of badness.” E😎
Jay Chain
" impact of a legend " Dope
Dion Khnum
Flash back back tic tock in the 80$ /Dreams then of riding thru the MOB Pedaling a Dream sled still shady/all ways at night / Golfed Caps Kakies I want to say Pendleton's upper bodies were connected to the Black sky/so lord graced me I lost that beach cruiser / I rode a futuer enemy a sur aamian on it his life been took via Reaper/ feeling like Scarface as I write Down my Book / Dance around corners when sleep look/ correct them if their mistakes was me in Depress mold / Lake of fire is not hot it's cold/ after my folk lore science say my English chop/ I vibrate in tuned with Chakra /(echoed voice; (they all are one ) can't hold me hold yet feeling it like Eazy E and shuttle gust of wind/Battle Fields Conquered prime weapon/ over express to feel NIB more motivation faces of Death hunts everybody / Allah say he will make another creation so-called want to be Black fooled by Jewzation Dion I stalk the Dark it don't rhyme this time I The Wicczard home in on life what they Did Bru hold myself in check faff when it takes two to jack I choke both if they catch me naked lucky they still live hold a thought pray I don't choke um out I know about in and out life's paradox
steve maez
Super gangster song
Dion Khnum
Lost one Diamond wish I choked them to where I live feeling like smoking on weed ( sounding like I'm not braging I'm blue ragging Do You want to Crip with me)