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n.w.a - 8 ball (remix) (edited) lyrics

[intro – samples]
kick that x5
cold kicking ow
kick that
funky fresh eazy-e
kick that
cold kicking ow
pull up a chair and i’ma tear it up

[verse 1: eazy-e]
i don’t drink br-ss monkey, like the beat funky
nickname eazy-e, yo 8 ball junkie
b-ss drum kicking and a snag i nag
and if ain’t rap, then you know it’s cr-p
crowd rocking sucker 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 tail, i don’t like jail
40 ounce in my lap and it’s cold as h-ll
hook a right turn and let the dim go up
then i say to myself, they can kiss my b-tt
hip to get drunk got the eight in my lips
put in the old tape marvin g-ye’s greatest hits
rolling so hard had the b-ss cold whomping
cruising through the eastside, south of compton
see a big b-tt, and i say word
i took a look at her face, and the girl 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: samples]
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: eazy-e]
riding on slausson, looking for crenshaw
turned down the sound, to ditch the law
stopped at a light and wouldn’t you now
a cadillac almost wrecked the six-fo’
flipped him off, cruise by the mall
went to the store for some olde 8 ball
acting real ill cause i was drunk
see a sucker punk, had to go in my trunk
reached inside cause it’s like that
came back out with a silver gat
pointed at the fool, and it was all because
i had to show the boy what time it was
when i turned around it was like a mirage
knucklehead like that got out of dodge
suckers be illing cause the t-tle i’m holding
eazy-e’s in affect and got the 8 ball rolling

[verse 3: eazy-e]
olde english 800, cause that’s my brand
take it in a bottle, forty, quart or can
drink it like a madman, yes i do
forget the police and a 5-0-2
stepped in the party, i was drunk as h-ll
three girls already said,” eric yo’ breath smells! ”
8 ball in hand, that’s what i got
“yo man, you see eazy hurlin’ in the parkin’ lot?”
punked your lady, stepped on her toe
asked her to dance and she said, h-ll no
called her a skizzy because that’s the rule
boyz-n-the hood trying to keep me cool
you tell my homeboys you wanna kick my b-tt
i walked in your face and we get ’em up
i started dropping the dogs, and watch you fold
just dumb stupid bum, got knocked out cold
“made you look sick, you snotty nosed pr-ck
now your fly —– is all over his —-”
fool got dropped cause the t-tle i’m holding
eazy-e’s hardcore and got the 8 ball rolling

[verse 4: eazy-e]
yo 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 homies from c.i.a
krazy d is down and in effect
we make hardcore jams, so give us respect
make a toast stupid punk to the t-tle i’m holding
eazy-e’s breaking out and got the 8 ball rolling

[outro: eazy, (mc ren), ]
man i’m outta here
(yo eazy, you forgot to tell ’em what city you chill in)
{in the city (scratching) city of compton}
{in the city (scratching) city of compton}
{city, city, city of compton (repeat x5)}

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