8 Ball lyrics

Verse One: Eazy E

I don`t drink brass monkey like to be funky
Nickname Eazy E your 8 ball junkie
Bass drum kicking to show my shit
Rap a hole in my dick boy I don`t quit
Crowd rocking motherfucker from around the way
I got a six shooter yo I`m mean and brave
Rolling through the hood to find the boys
Kick dust and cuss crank up some noise
Police on my drawers I have to pause
40 ounce in my lap and it`s freezing my balls
Hook a right turn and let the boys go past
and I say to myself, `They can kiss my ass`
Hip to get drunk got the 8 in my lips
Put in the old tape Marvin Gaye`s greatest hits
Turn the shit up had the bass cold whomping
Cruising through the east side 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
Hoes on my tip for the title I`m holding
Eazy-E`s fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling

Verse Two: Eazy-E

Riding on Slauson down towards 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
Nigga 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 nigger 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 holding
Eazy-E`s fucked up and got the 8 Ball rolling

Verse Three: Eazy-E

Olde English 800 cause that`s my brand
Take it in a bottle, 40, quart, or can
Drink it like a madman yes I do
Fuck the police and a 502
Stepped in the park I was drunk as hell
Three bitches already said, `Eric your breath smells!`
40 ounce in hand that`s what I got
`Yo man you see Eazy hurlin` in the parking lot?`
Stepped on your foot cold dissed your hoe
Asked her to dance and she said, `Hell No!`
Called her a bitch cause that`s the rule
Boyz n tha Hood trying to keep me cool
Tell my homeboy you wanna kick my butt
I walked in your face and we get on up
I start dodging the dogs and watch you fall
Just dumb full of cumn got knocked out cold
`Make you look sick you snotty nosed prick!
Now your fly bitches all over his dick!`
Punk got dropped cause the title I`m holding
Eazy-E`s fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling

Verse Four: Eazy-E

Pass the brew mother fucker while I tear shit up
and you 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 goddamn funky
Do the Olde 8 fuck the brass monkey
Ice Cube writes the rhymes, that I say
Hail to the niggas from CIA
Crazy D is down and in effect
We make hard core jams so fuck respect
Make a toast all you punks to the title I`m holding
Eazy-E`s fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling
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