8 Ball(Explicit) - Eazy-E

I don't drink ***monkey
Like the beat funky
Nick name Eazy E
Yo 8 Ball Junkie
Bass drum kickin
To show my s**t
Rappin holdin of my d*ck
Boy I don't quit
Crime rappin mutha f**ka
From around the way
I gotta sick shooter
Yo mean hombre
Rollin 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 freezin my balls
I Hooked a right turn
Let the boys go past
And I say to myself
'They can kiss my a**'
**Get drunk got the 8 in my lips
Put in the old tape
Marvin Gayes Greatest hits
Turn the s**t up
Have the base cold rompin
Crusin through the East Side
South of Compton
See a big a*s
And I said 'word'
I took a look at the face
And the b***h was to the curb
H*e on my tipp
For the title I'm holdin
Eazy E's f**ked up
An got the 8 Ball rollin'
Courus
I was
Who Kickin' a*s
I was
Raised in LA
I was
Crusin down the street in my 6 4
To much posse
Ridin Los Loses
Lookin for Crenshaw
Turned down the sound
To diss the law
Stopped at a light
And had a fit
Cause a Mexican almost
Wreaked my s**t
Flipped his a*s off
**to the floor
Bottle was empty
So I went to the store
N***a on tilt
Cause I was drunk
Seen a sissy a*s 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***a
What time it was
Put up the Jam
It ends like a mirage
A sissy like that
Got out of dodge
Suckers on me
For the title I'm holdin
Eazy E's f**ked up
And got the 8 Ball rollin
F**k It Up ya'll
X6
YEAH
Old East 800
'Cause that's my brand
Take it in a bottle
40 Quart or Can
Drink it like a mad man
Yes I do
F**K the police
And a 502
Stepped in the party
I was drunk as hell
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 a parking lot
Stepped on yo foot
Cold dissed yo h*e
Asked her to dance
And she said 'hell no'
Called her a b***h
Cause that's the rule
Boyz in the hood
Tryin to keep me cool
You tell my homeboy
You wanna kick my but
I walked in your face
And we get them up
I start droppin the dogs
And watch you fold
Straight dumb fulla cum
Got knocked out cold
Made you look sick
You snotty nosed prick
Now yo fly b***h
Is all over his d**k
Punk got dropped
For the title I'm holdin
Eazy E's f**ked up
And got the 8 Ball rollin
Courus
Pass the brew M*tha f**kas
While I trash s**t up
And yall listen up close to role call：
Eazy E's in the place
I got money and juice
Rondevues with me
And we make the duce
Dre makes the beat
So g*d d**n funky
Do the old 8
F**k the Brass Monkey
Ice Cube writes the rhymes
That I say
Hail to the *z
From CIA
Cazy beatD is down
And in effect
We make hard core jams
So f**k respect
Make a toast toast puppy punk
To the title I'm holdin
Eazy E's f**ked up
And got the 8 Ball rollin