N.W.A.

N.W.A. - 8 Ball (Remix) lyrics

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[Flavor Flav] "Kick that shit!"

[scratched] "City of Compton!"

[scratched] "City of Compton!" [echoes]

Cool kickin ass [scratch] cool kickin ass [scratch]

Cool kickin ass [scratch] "Kich that shit!"

[Rakim] "Pull up a chair.." [echoes]

[Verse One: Eazy-E]

I don't drink brass monkey, like to be 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 I'm brave

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 8 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

Hoes on my tip for the title I'm holdin

Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin

I, was.. "Cool kickin ass"

I, was.. "Raised in L.A."

[Eazy] I, was.. "Cruisin down the street in my six-fo'"

[Flavor Flav] "Too, much, posse!"

[Verse Two: Eazy-E]

Ridin on Slausson lookin 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

Nigga on tilt 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 nigga 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

"Fuck it up y'all!" [x6]

[Beastie Boys] "YEAH!!!", [guitar riff]

[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 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 earlin in the parkin lot?"

Stepped on your foot, cold dissed yo' hoe

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 wathc 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 holdin

Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin

[Flavor Flav] "Stomp a mudhole in your ass!"

[Flav] "Stomp a mudhole in your ass, BITCH!"

[Verse Four: Eazy-E]

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

Rendezvous with me and we make the deuce

Dre makes the beats so god damn funky

Do the Olde 8, fuck the brass monkey

Ice Cube writes the rhymes, that I say

Hail to the niggaz from C.I.A.

Crazy D is down and in effect

We make hardcore jams, so fuck respect

Make a toast punky-punk to the title I'm holdin

Eazy-E's fucked up and got the 8 ball rollin

[scratched] "City of Compton!"

[scratched] "City of Compton!" [echoes]

[scratched] "City of Compton!" [scratched to end]

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