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I don't drink brass monkey, like to be funky |
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Nickname Eazy-E your 8 ball junkie |
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Bass drum kicking, to show my shit |
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Rap a hole in my dick, boy, I don't quit |
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Crowd rocking motherfucker from around the way |
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I got a six shooter yo I'm mean and brave |
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Rolling through the hood to find the boys |
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Kick dust and cuss crank up some noise |
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Police on my drawers, I have to pause |
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40 ounce in my lap and it's freezing my balls |
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Hook a right turn and let the boys go past |
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And I say to myself, "They can kiss my ass" |
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Hip to get drunk got the 8 in my lips |
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Put in the old tape Marvin Gaye's greatest hits |
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Turn the shit up had the bass cold whomping |
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Cruising through the east side south of Compton |
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See a big ass and I say word |
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I took a look at the face, and the bitch was to the curb |
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Hoes on my tip for the title I'm holding |
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Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling |
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[Verse Two: Eazy-E] |
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Riding on Slauson down towards Crenshaw |
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Turned down the sound to ditch the law |
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Stopped at a light and had a fit |
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Cause a Mexican almost wrecked my shit |
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Flipped his ass off put it to the floor |
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Bottle was empty so I went to the store |
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Nigga on tip cause I was drunk |
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See a sissy ass punk had to go in my trunk |
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Reached inside cause it's like that |
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Came back out with a silver gat |
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Fired at the punk and it was all because |
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I had to show the nigger what time it was |
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Pulled out the jammy and like a mirage |
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A sissy like that got out of Dodge |
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Sucka on me cause the title I'm holding |
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Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 Ball rolling |
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[Verse Three: Eazy-E] |
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Olde English 800 cause that's my brand |
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Take it in a bottle, 40, quart, or can |
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Drink it like a madman yes I do |
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Fuck the police and a 502 |
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Stepped in the park I was drunk as hell |
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Three bitches already said, "Eric your breath smells!" |
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40 ounce in hand that's what I got |
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"Yo man you see Eazy hurlin' in the parking lot?" |
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Stepped on your foot cold dissed your hoe |
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Asked her to dance and she said, "Hell No!" |
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Called her a bitch cause that's the rule |
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Boyz n tha Hood trying to keep me cool |
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Tell my homeboy you wanna kick my butt |
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I walked in your face and we get on up |
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I start dodging the dogs and watch you fall |
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Just dumb full of cumn got knocked out cold |
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"Make you look sick you snotty nosed prick! |
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Now your fly bitches all over his dick!" |
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Punk got dropped cause the title I'm holding |
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Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling |
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[Verse Four: Eazy-E] |
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Pass the brew mother fucker while I tear shit up |
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And you all listen up close to roll call |
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Eazy-E's in the place I got money and juice |
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Rendezvous with me and we make the deuce |
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Dre makes the beats so goddamn funky |
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Do the Olde 8 fuck the brass monkey |
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Ice Cube writes the rhymes, that I say |
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Hail to the niggas from CIA |
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Crazy D is down and in effect |
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We make hard core jams so fuck respect |
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Make a toast all you punks to the title I'm holding |
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Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling |
