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? N.W.A — 8 Ball (Remix)
[Verse 1]
I don't drink brass monkey
Like the beat funky
Nickname Eazy-E, yo' 8 ball junkie
Bass drum kickin' to show my shit
Rappin' holdin' my dick, boy
I don't quit
Crowd rockin' motherfucker from around the way
I got a six-shooter, yo' mean hombre
Rollin' through the hood to find the boys
To kick dust and cuss
Crank up some noise
Police on my drawers
I have to pause
40 ounce in my lap and it's freezin' my balls
I hook a right turn and let the boys go past
Then I say to myself
"They can kiss my ass"
Hip to get drunk
Got the eight in my lips
Put in the old tape, Marvin Gaye's greatest hits
Turn the shit up
Had the bass cold whompin'
Cruisin' through the Eastside, south of Compton
See a big ass and I say, "Word"
I took a look at the face, and the bitch was to the curb
Ho on my tip for the title I'm holdin'
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin'
[Chorus]
I was
Cold kicking ass
I was
Raised in L.A.
I was
Cruising down the street in my six-four (Too much posse, posse)
[Verse 2]
Riding on Slausson, looking for Crenshaw
Turned down the sound to ditch the law
Stopped at a light and had a fit
'Cause a Mexican almost wrecked my shit
Flipped his ass off
Put it to the floor
Bottle was empty so I went to the store
**** on tip 'cause I was drunk
See a sissy ass punk
Had to go in my trunk
Reached inside 'cause it's like that
Came back out with a silver gat
Fired at the punk and it was all because
I had to show the **** what time it was
Pulled out the jammy and like a mirage
A sissy like that got out of Dodge
Sucka on me 'cause the title I'm holdin'
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin'
[Refrain]
Fuck it up, y'all
Fuck it up, y'all
Fuck it up, y'all
Fuck it up, y'all
Fuck it up, y'all
Fuck it up, y'all
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Olde English 800 'cause that's my brand
Take it in a bottle, forty, quart, or can
Drink it like a madman, yes, I do
Fuck the police and a 502
Stepped in the party, I was drunk as hell
Three bitches already said
Eric, yo breath smells
40 ounce in hand, that's what I got
Yo man, you see Eazy hurling in the parkin' lot?
Stepped on your foot
Cold dissed yo' ho
Asked her to dance and she said
"Hell no"
Called her a bitch 'cause that's the rule
Bitch, who you callin' a bitch?
Boys in the hood tryin' to keep me cool
You tell my homeboy you wanna kick my butt
I walked in your face and we get 'em up
I start droppin' the dogs and watch you fold
Just dumb, full of cum, got knocked out cold
Made you look sick, you snotty-nosed prick
Now your fly bitch is all over his dick
Punk got dropped 'cause the title I'm holding
Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin'
[Bridge]
Stomp a mudhole in your ass
Stomp a mudhole in your ass
Bitch
[Verse 4]
Pass the brew, motherfucker, while I tear shit up
And y'all listen up close to roll call
Eazy-E's in the place
I got money and juice
Ron-De-Vu's with me and we make the deuce
Dre makes the beats so goddamn funky
Do the Olde 8, fuck the brass monkey
Ice Cube writes the rhymes that I say
Hail to the **** from C.I.A.
Krazy D is down and in effect
We make hardcore jams
So fuck respect
Make a toast, punky-punk to the title I'm holdin'
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[Outro]
City of Compton
City of Compton
Compton, Compton, Compton
City, city, city of
City, city, city of