Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 8 Ball, artist - Eazy-E. Album song Eternal E, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Priority
Song language: English
8 Ball |
| 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 |