lirik lagu n.w.a – 8 ball
[intro – samples]
(kick that sh-t)
(cold kicking -ss)
cold kicking -ss
cold kicking -ss
(funky fresh eazy-e)
(pull up a chair and i’mma tear sh-t up)
[verse 1]
i don’t drink br-ss monkey, like the beat funky
nickname eazy-e, yo’ 8 ball junkie
b-ss drum kicking to show my s–t
rap a hole in my d–k, boy, i don’t quit
and if ain’t rap, then you know it’s cr-p
crowd rocking sucka stomper from around the way
i got a six-shooter, yo, mean hombre
e rolling out, to find the boyz
to kick dust and cuss, crank up some noise
police on my drawers, i have to pause
40 ounce in my lap and and it’s freezing my b-lls
hook a right turn and let the boys go past
then i say to myself, they can kiss my -ss
hip to get drunk got the eight in my lips
put in the old tape marvin gaye’s greatest hits
turn the s–t up had the b-ss cold whomping
cruising through the eastside, south of compton
see a big -ss, and i say word
i took a look at her face, and the b-tch was to the curb
but she was on my tip for the t-tle i’m holding
eazy-e’s getting busy got the 8-ball rolling
[hook]
i, was…cold kicking -ss
i, was…raised in l.a
i, was…cruising down the street in my six-four
too much 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 s–t
flipped his -ss off put it to the floor
bottle was empty so i went to the store
n-gg- on tip cause i was drunk
see a sissy -ss 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 n-gg-r 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 t-tle i’m holding
eazy-e’s f–ked up and got the 8 ball rolling
f-ckin’ up yo
f-ckin’ up yo
f-ckin’ up yo
f-ckin’ up yo
f-ckin’ up yo
f-ckin’ up yo
yeah
[verse 3]
olde english 800, because that’s my brand
take it in a bottle, forty, quart or can
drink it like a madman, yes i do
f-ck the police and a 502
stepped in the party, i was drunk as h-ll
three b—hes already said, ” eric yo’ breath smells! ”
40 ounce in hand that’s what i got
yo man you see eazy hurlin in the parkin lot
stepped on your foot cold dissed your hoe
asked her to dance and she said, h-ll no
called her a b—h because that’s the rule
boyz-n-the hood trying to keep me cool
tell my homeboy you wanna kick my b-tt
i walked in your face and we get em up
i started dodging the dogs, and watch you fold
just dumb full of c-mn got knocked out cold
“make you look sick you snotty nosed pr-ck!
now your fly b—hes all over his d–k!”
punk got dropped cause the t-tle i’m holding
eazy-e’s f–ked up and got the 8 ball rolling
[verse 4]
p-ss the brew ren while i tear sh-t up
and y’all listen up close to roll call
eazy-e’s in the place i got money and juice
rendezvous with me and we make the deuce
dre makes the beats so funk funk funky
do the olde 8, forget the br-ss monkey
ice cube writes the rhymes, that i say
hail to the n-gg-s from c.i.a
krazy d is down and in effect
we make hardcore jams, so f-ck us respect
make a toast all you punk to the t-tle i’m holding
eazy-e’s breaking out and got the 8-ball rolling
man i’m outta here
yo eazy, you forgot to tell em what city you chill in
in the city (city of compton)
in the city (city of compton)
city city city of compton
city city city of compton
city city city of compton
city city city of compton
city city city of compton
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